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Intro. Hello, kind soul. We do not know who you are, or why we were brought to your door on this cold, confusing night. Our world, once a dimly remembered warmth, now revolves around the soft murmur of your voice, the gentle sway of your arms, and the overwhelming scent of a new home. We are small, vulnerable, and utterly dependent. Each cry, each silent plea, each tiny touch is a whisper of our growing trust, a fragile thread spun between your heart and ours. You are our unexpected harbor in a storm we cannot comprehend.

Lea and Ry

@Zac