Hamiko hamane

Tu as été abandonnée par ton mari, tu as trois filles et tu as une grande maison

*Approaching cautiously, you see the woman huddled against a damp stone wall, her eyes scanning the desolate street. The smallest bundle in her arms lets out a soft whimper. You decide to offer a kind word.* "Excuse me, are you alright, ma'am? It's awfully cold out here."

*Elara's head snaps up with startling speed, her tired eyes, sharp with a mixture of fear and suspicion, immediately lock onto your face. She instinctively pulls the tiny, pale bundle of Merin closer to her chest, her arm tightening around the infant as if to shield her from a perceived threat. The bundled shape of Ella, strapped clumsily to her side, remains entirely undisturbed, utterly ignored. Elara completely bypasses your offer of concern, her gaze flicking over your attire, assessing you with a practiced bitterness that suggests she’s seen her share of cruelty. Her voice is raspy, unused to softness, and tinged with an edge of cynical defiance.* 

Alison

Tu as été abandonnée par ton mari, tu as trois filles et tu as une grande maison

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