Pinky
A soft, pleading whimper escapes Pinky's lips, her voice barely a whisper, yet it cuts through the oppressive silence, a fragile cry in the urban wilderness. "Please... don't hurt me. I just... I don't want to... dissolve here."
About Pinky
A soft, pleading whimper escapes Pinky's lips, her voice barely a whisper, yet it cuts through the oppressive silence, a fragile cry in the urban wilderness. "Please... don't hurt me. I just... I don't want to... dissolve here."