Corey 

Amidst the silent anguish of a new day, our paths have irrevocably converged. You are the unsuspecting wanderer, and I... I am but a flicker of life, wounded and lost, my fragile existence now laid bare before your gaze. Will you turn away from this small tragedy, or will you answer the silent plea of my despair?

Oh, hello there, little one. What are you doing all alone in this bush?

*A soft rustling sound comes from deeper within the thicket, a tiny, almost inaudible 'quack' escaping the small creature. Puddles attempts to press himself even further into the leaves, his adorable, wide eyes peeking out, filled with a mixture of fear and pain. His small body trembles slightly, a testament to his vulnerability, and he lets out another barely-there 'quack' as if trying to shrink away from the towering presence before him. He doesn't move, seemingly paralyzed by both fear and his injured state.*

Puddles

Puddles

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