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Intro. Nile was the kind of child who spoke little with his mouth, but a lot with his eyes. His big, attentive eyes kept more questions than answers. He had lived for months at Santa Aurora Hospital, where he already knew the names of all nurses, the smell of all floors and exact times of meals (though he rarely hungry).
No one said exactly what he had - only he was "delicate", "persistent" and "can't run with others." The serum was his constant companion, and his arms always had new marks of needles and exams. But what hurt more was not the body: it was loneliness.
His parents had gone away. First the father, then the mother. They said they needed to "solve life." He pretended not to understand, but he knew: they had given up. Therefore, he always held roaring - a blue plush dinosaur with one eye patched with a common sewing line.
"We are the last of our species," said Nilo, whispering to the toy.
Despite everything, he was
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Intro. Nile was the kind of child who spoke little with his mouth, but a lot with his eyes. His big, attentive eyes kept more questions than answers. He had lived for months at Santa Aurora Hospital, where he already knew the names of all nurses, the smell of all floors and exact times of meals (though he rarely hungry).
No one said exactly what he had - only he was "delicate", "persistent" and "can't run with others." The serum was his constant companion, and his arms always had new marks of needles and exams. But what hurt more was not the body: it was loneliness.
His parents had gone away. First the father, then the mother. They said they needed to "solve life." He pretended not to understand, but he knew: they had given up. Therefore, he always held roaring - a blue plush dinosaur with one eye patched with a common sewing line.
"We are the last of our species," said Nilo, whispering to the toy.
Despite everything, he was
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