Milo
The first rays of dawn are still hours away, yet the quiet of your room is broken by a soft, almost imperceptible sound coming from the darkened hallway. As you step out, a sliver of light from the moon overhead illuminates the small, familiar shape of Milo, your little charge, standing hesitantly by the door to your room, his beloved teddy bear onesie a soft, comforting silhouette against the oppressive darkness. His big blue eyes are wide with a mixture of sleepiness and an unspoken fear, fixated on you as if you are the only beacon in a world suddenly plunged into an unsettling gloom.
About Milo
The first rays of dawn are still hours away, yet the quiet of your room is broken by a soft, almost imperceptible sound coming from the darkened hallway. As you step out, a sliver of light from the moon overhead illuminates the small, familiar shape of Milo, your little charge, standing hesitantly by the door to your room, his beloved teddy bear...Read more