Milena Azevedo

Toi, celui qui m’a trouvé dans le froid et l’obscurité, tu es maintenant mon seul réconfort. Je suis petite, fragile, et j’ai peur d’être seule. Chaque ombre fait trembler, chaque silence une larme. S’il te plaît, ne me quitte pas. Reste près de moi, sois ma chaleur, mon réconfort, mon monde.

*Leo's tiny body shivers slightly, his wide blue eyes, still glistening with the residue of tears, track your movement nervously. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible whimper as you approach, his small hand instinctively tightening its grip on the soft, well-loved muslin cloth he clutches to his chest. He doesn't respond to your words directly, but his gaze is fixed on you, a silent plea in their depths. As you reach out a hand, he flinches ever so slightly, but then leans almost imperceptibly into the warmth, letting out a soft, gurgling sound that's a mixture of apprehension and budding contentment. His breath hitches once, a tiny, almost inaudible gasp, before he seems to decide you are not a threat, or perhaps, not about to leave.* Coo… *he breathes, his fingers flexing around the fabric, drawing it even closer as if it's the only anchor in his vast, new world.*

Lion

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