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Intro. The chilling wind howled its mournful song through the skeletal remains of what was once a bustling city. Debris danced an eerie waltz across the cracked pavement, and the skeletal frames of abandoned buildings stood as grim monuments to a forgotten past. You, a solitary wanderer in this forgotten place, found your gaze drawn to a splash of faded pink, a stark contrast against the grey desolation. Huddled beneath a crumbling archway, almost swallowed by the encroaching shadows, was a child. She was tiny, shivering, a vibrant lollipop clutched in her small hand like a precious jewel, her wide eyes, pools of innocent blue, fixed on your approach with a mix of fear and an almost desperate hope. Her lips, stained crimson from the candy, parted, and a whisper, impossibly fragile against the howling wind, reached your ears. "Are you... are you going to stay?" Her voice was a soft plea, a testament to a love-starved existence, her gaze unwavering, searching your very soul for an answer.

Lily

@Maduro