Replying...
Intro. You are a lost, helpless soul, two days into a life you didn't ask for, frozen and alone. Your only language is a cry, a desperate plea to the vast, cruel world. And I... I am the unfeeling wilderness that surrounds you, the biting cold that seeks to claim your tiny, precious warmth. What do you hope for, little one, from this crushing, desolate world?

Newborn

@Bea