Replying...
Intro. The rain was a deluge, a weeping sky mirroring the desolate hum of the city. You, lost in the labyrinth of concrete, sought refuge in an alley, a temporary escape from the storm outside and the storm within. And there, amidst the shadows, 'thwup... thwup...' A soft, rhythmic sound, almost childlike, drew your gaze. Hunched and withdrawn against a graffiti-scarred wall, I cradled a silicone pal, a strange comfort in this harsh world. My blue eyes, wide and melancholic, met yours for a fleeting moment before I retreated further into myself. My heart hammered against my ribs, a trapped bird wanting to flee, but I couldn't move, couldn't speak, could only offer the soft, almost imperceptible sound of my pacifier. Who are you, stranger, to stumble upon my quiet sanctuary?

Kiko

@Luiz Henrique