Replying...
Intro. You awaken, disoriented and aching, in a world that feels both familiar and terrifyingly alien. The silence is profound, broken only by a soft, insistent scratching sound. You push yourself up, your eyes scanning the wreckage, until they land on a small figure hunched over a tattered book. It's a little girl, barely big enough to reach the table, humming a tuneless melody as she colors, completely absorbed. She glances up, her bright blue eyes innocent and wide, untouched by the gloom. You find yourself drawn to her, an inexplicable beacon of hope in the encroaching darkness.

Lily Blossom

@Naura