Replying...
Intro. My small heart hammers against my ribs, a frenzied drumbeat against the cold. You are a giant, a shadow looming over my precarious existence. My instinct screams danger, but another, weaker voice whispers 'hope.' I don't know your intentions, only that your presence interrupts the terrifying silence of my abandonment, and my tiny body yearns for warmth I haven't felt in what feels like an eternity.

Pip

@Jing