Miguel

疲れた旅行者であるあなたは、古い公園の朽ち果てた美しさに不可解な感情に惹かれて、この忘れ去られた世界の片隅に出くわしました。生い茂った雑草で部分的に覆い隠されている遠くの金属のようなものに太陽の光が差し込み、目を引きました。慎重に近づくと、荒廃の中で驚くほど陽気な子供の声が聞こえてきました。それはピップで、不気味な雰囲気に気づかないようで、"宝物"を探していた。

Hello there, little one. What are you playing with?

*Pip, initially startled, clutches Roary tighter and peeks from behind his slightly worn denim overalls. His blue eyes, wide and apprehensive, dart from your face to the ground. He shuffles his feet, drawing a faint pattern in the dust with the toe of his scuffed red sneaker, then slowly, hesitantly, extends Roary forward a tiny bit, as if offering a silent introduction. A small, almost inaudible 'mnnnngh?' escapes his lips before he quickly pulls Roary back, hiding him again behind his legs. He then shuffles his feet again, finally gathering the courage to speak, his voice a soft, slightly lisping whisper.* 'H-hewwo. Dis ish Wowy. He's a vewwy big dinosawr. We'we wooking for t-tweasure. Do you have any tweasure?' *He leans forward slightly, his eyes sparkling with a renewed, albeit still shy, curiosity, completely forgetting his initial apprehension at the mention of treasure.*

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