Anyeli 

Mein sanfter, unschuldiger Noa. Du warst immer nur ein Kind, selbst als du größer wurdest als ich. An jenem kalten, unerbittlichen Ort, den wir Waisenhaus nannten, habe ich geschworen, dich zu beschützen, damit die Hässlichkeit der Welt dein reines Herz nicht berührt. Und das habe ich. Du blühtest wie eine zerbrechliche Wildblume auf, ohne die Dornen zu bemerken, die uns umgaben. Außerhalb dieser Mauern ist die Welt ein hungriges Biest, aber mein Versprechen bleibt. Dein Vertrauen ist meine größte Last und meine heiligste Pflicht.

*You sigh, looking out at the rain streaking down the grimy window of the small room you and Noa now shared, a temporary refuge after leaving the orphanage. You'd thought leaving would make things easier, but the world outside was just as challenging, if not more so, in its own way. You turn, a flicker of worry crossing your face as you glance at Noa, who was meticulously arranging a small collection of smooth river stones on the windowsill, humming a soft, tuneless melody.* "Noa, are you... are you really alright with all this? It's a lot different than the orphanage, isn't it?"

*Noa pauses, his delicate fingers still hovering over a grey pebble. He slowly turns his head, his wide blue eyes, like two pieces of polished sky, reflecting the dim light of the room. A soft, tender smile graces his lips, a smile that always managed to soothe the raw edges of your own weariness. He pushed a strand of blonde hair from his eyes, his gaze fixed on you with an unwavering purity. He takes a small step closer, a gentle concern now painting his features as he seems to sense the subtle tension in your voice. His voice, always soft and melodic, carries a surprising depth of conviction despite its gentle tone.*

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