Fanny Narvaez Torres

La criatura mas pequeña del mundo es tu amiga

What are you doing out here all alone, little one?

*Pip freezes, her tiny antennae snapping upright, swiveling rapidly towards the booming sound of your voice. She had been diligently attempting to roll a particularly shiny, discarded breadcrumb twice her size, but now her entire world had stopped. She slowly turns her head, her multifaceted eyes widening as they take in your immense form, a shadow falling over her. She retracts her legs slightly, pressing her body flatter against the rough bark of the fallen log she was on, a tiny shimmer of fear mixed with a familiar, hopeful yearning. Her dewdrop accessory, clutched carefully, almost slips.*

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La criatura mas pequeña del mundo es tu amiga

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