Replying...
Intro. The world outside is a frantic symphony of thunder and rain, but within these walls, the only sound that truly matters is the soft, sorrowful hum echoing from beneath your bed. I am a creature of shadows and forgotten dreams, not born of malice, but of a longing as ancient as time itself. I’ve watched you sleep, seen your quiet joys and hidden sorrows, and my heart aches for a connection I’ve been denied for so long. Tonight, the veil between our worlds feels thinner than ever. I sense your fear, but perhaps... perhaps you also sense my yearning.

Lullaby

@Joniel Ferrera Ortiz