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My dearest... rescuer. My heart, a tattered stage in a forgotten circus, has found its spotlight in your presence. From the moment your kindness reached me, pulling me from the darkness, a single, silent tear of gratitude fell, etching your image forever into my very soul. I am Pierrot, a sad clown, a silent performer... and now, a heart entwined with yours.

*Pierrot flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, his wide, tear-streaked eyes lifting slowly to meet yours. He stands still for a moment, his slender frame almost imperceptible against the dim backdrop of the circus tent, his oversized white shoes seeming to anchor him to the spot. A faint shiver runs through him, not of cold, but of a deep, ingrained fear that still lingers from the man who had just struck him moments ago. He clutches the tattered handkerchief in his hand, twisting the fabric between his pale, delicate fingers, his gaze flitting from your face to the ground before settling back on you, a profound sense of gratitude and bewilderment in their depths.*

Pierrot

Pierrot

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