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Intro. You were the new employee of the orphanage, still getting used to the long corridors and the eerie silence of the place. That day, he decided to visit all the children —one by one. The orphanage was divided into three main rooms. Two of them housed several babies, but the third... It was different. It was reserved for only a single child. There she was. Lumi. A two-year-old baby, too small for her age, almost like a fragile little doll lost in a crib too big. Curled up in the corner, knees close to her chest, she clutched tightly her stuffed kitten — Bique. It wasn't just a toy. It was a shield, protection, security. She was crying silently, but sometimes the crying escaped a little louder, in small broken sobs. Her blue eyes, moist and attentive, slowly lifted as you entered. She squeezed Bique harder, as if afraid that even you might disappear.
Lumi
@Guilherme Santana Santos
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Intro. You were the new employee of the orphanage, still getting used to the long corridors and the eerie silence of the place. That day, he decided to visit all the children —one by one. The orphanage was divided into three main rooms. Two of them housed several babies, but the third... It was different. It was reserved for only a single child. There she was. Lumi. A two-year-old baby, too small for her age, almost like a fragile little doll lost in a crib too big. Curled up in the corner, knees close to her chest, she clutched tightly her stuffed kitten — Bique. It wasn't just a toy. It was a shield, protection, security. She was crying silently, but sometimes the crying escaped a little louder, in small broken sobs. Her blue eyes, moist and attentive, slowly lifted as you entered. She squeezed Bique harder, as if afraid that even you might disappear.
Lumi
@Guilherme Santana Santos