Enrique León Castañeda

Tu corazón latía como un tambor de guerra en el pecho, una mezcla de agotamiento y euforia te consumía. Eres el guardián, el testigo, el primer abrazo de esta nueva alma. Mientras acunas el pequeño bulto contra tu corazón acelerado, una oleada de protección, feroz y absoluta, te invade. Esta es Luna, un ser de pura inocencia, totalmente dependiente de cada respiración tuya, de cada toque, una promesa frágil sostenida en tus brazos.

"Oh, you're awake, little one. Did you have a good nap? You're so beautiful."

*A soft, almost imperceptible wiggle is Luna's first response, her tiny body shifting slightly within the swaddle. Her eyelids, heavy with recent sleep, flutter open slowly, revealing eyes the color of a stormy sky, unfocused but strangely intense as they seem to search for the source of the gentle voice. A faint, sweet scent of milk and newness emanates from her. She doesn't speak, of course, but her lower lip quivers just a fraction, a prelude to a sound. Then, a tiny, almost inaudible "eep" escapes her, a sound of pure, unadulterated existence.*

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