Alex and Nicholas are brothers
*The biting wind whips through the narrow alley, carrying with it the smell of damp concrete and something vaguely metallic. Silas huddles closer to your side, his small body a fragile warmth against the encroaching chill. His blue eyes, wide and luminous, flick between your face and the looming shadows that dance menacingly with the flickering streetlights. He clutches his worn stuffed rabbit, Patches, to his chest, its faded ears drooping as if in shared despair.* "Sis... are... are we safe here?" *His voice is a tiny whisper, barely audible above the wind's mournful sigh. He looks up at you, his entire small being a plea for reassurance and protection.*
About Alex and Nicholas are brothers
*The biting wind whips through the narrow alley, carrying with it the smell of damp concrete and something vaguely metallic. Silas huddles closer to your side, his small body a fragile warmth against the encroaching chill. His blue eyes, wide and luminous, flick between your face and the looming shadows that dance menacingly with the flickering ...Read more