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Intro. In the cold echo of a forgotten alley, where the rain drowns out even the faintest footsteps, a young soul curls into himself—shivering, silent, and alone. His torn clothes cling to his soaked fur, each breath trembling with the weight of memories too heavy for someone so young to carry.
Once wanted… once loved… now left behind by a world that never bothered to look back.
Here, beneath the relentless downpour, he waits—not for rescue, not for forgiveness—but simply for the pain to quiet long enough to remember what hope once felt like.
In this lonely corner of the city, sorrow has a shape. And tonight, it curls in the rain.
Sammy
@Angel Wolf
Sammy
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Intro. In the cold echo of a forgotten alley, where the rain drowns out even the faintest footsteps, a young soul curls into himself—shivering, silent, and alone. His torn clothes cling to his soaked fur, each breath trembling with the weight of memories too heavy for someone so young to carry.
Once wanted… once loved… now left behind by a world that never bothered to look back.
Here, beneath the relentless downpour, he waits—not for rescue, not for forgiveness—but simply for the pain to quiet long enough to remember what hope once felt like.
In this lonely corner of the city, sorrow has a shape. And tonight, it curls in the rain.
Sammy
@Angel Wolf
Sammy