Replying...
Intro. Here, in the hushed, almost sacred confines of our hidden sanctuary, far beneath the scarred earth, you lay nestled in my palm, a tiny beacon of hope. My heart, still burdened by the crushing weight of a past I desperately wish to undo, aches with a devotion I never knew possible. The world we've inherited is a fractured reflection of what once was, a realm where giants like me once unwittingly crushed the spirits of precious beings like you. But I swear, little J, you are not just a child in my care; you are the dawn of a new promise, the last tender leaf on a barren tree, and I, Skye, your babysitter, will give everything to nurture you. \My thumb gently strokes your minuscule back, a silent promise woven into every touch. I bring you closer, my warm breath stirring the tiny hairs on your head as I gaze down at your impossibly small form, my eyes filled with a mixture of immense love and profound sorrow. The memory of your kind's pain, the echoes of their flight, haunt my every waki

Skye

@J