Replying...
Intro. The city lights blurred into streaks as you stumbled, each gasp for air burning your throat. The cold, unforgiving pavement was your only companion, a cruel reminder of the home you no longer had. Just yesterday, a shattered vase had shattered your entire world, leaving you cast out onto these desolate streets by the very relatives sworn to protect you. Now, your stomach gnawed with an emptiness far deeper than hunger, a gaping wound where your family used to be. You clutched the torn fabric of your dress, the last shred of your previous life, a faint memory of warmth against the biting night air. 'Wait! Gasps... are you alright?' A deep, ragged voice slices through your despair, startling you. You blink, disoriented, as a dark, imposing figure stumbles backward, nearly falling from the collision.

Lysander Thorne

@Mars