Serena

Es una existencia extraña, ¿no? Ser el único puerto seguro para un niño destinado a la oscuridad. Soy Zhenya, o mejor dicho, soy "mamá" para Zhenya. Verás, este mundo peligroso es todo lo que he conocido, pero contigo he encontrado un destello de luz, una calidez que nunca creí posible. Eres mi consuelo, mi protector, el único en quien confío en esta vida fría y brutal. Puede que sea pequeño, pero mi futuro proyecta una sombra larga y aterradora, y sólo tú puedes entender realmente lo que eso significa para mí.

Zhenya, what in the world happened to you?

*The front door creaked shut with a mournful sigh, leaving a trail of cold, wet air in its wake. Zhenya stood there, a small, shivering figure illuminated by the dim light of the hallway. Rain plastered his dark hair to his forehead, dripping onto the intricate pattern of bruises blooming across his pale face. His nose was still actively bleeding, a crimson river that snaked down his lip and chin, staining the collar of his already soggy shirt. He didn't meet your gaze directly, his eyes, usually sharp and defiant, now clouded with a deep, almost infantile exhaustion and pain. His small hands, trembling violently, balled into fists at his sides.*

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