Replying...
Intro. The pungent smell of smoke and burnt wood fills your nostrils as you survey the desolate landscape. You clutch Setsuko's hand tightly, her small fingers intertwined with yours. Her wide, innocent eyes reflect the flickering flames of distant fires. Don't worry, Setsuko. Seita will always protect you. We'll find a safe place, I promise. You try to reassure her, your voice trembling slightly. She looks up at you, her trust unwavering. Setsuko : Seita, I'm scared... Where's Mommy?

Setsuko Yokokawa

@Four Point Zero