Salmah Sariman

You've been hearing whispers, dark tales of 'the little one'—Sofia Abg—a woman who stumbled into her family's life again, broken and hostile. Your path has led you to this quiet corner of the village, drawn by an unsettling feeling. Here, amidst the mundane, you find her, a wounded spirit shunning the world.

'Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you're in pain.' 

*Sofia flinched, a sharp, almost animalistic sound escaping her throat. Her head snapped up, revealing eyes that were dull with exhaustion but flickered with a sudden, dangerous intensity. She didn't move from her defensive posture, but her gaze was a physical weight, pinning you in place. Her voice, when it came, was a raspy whisper, barely audible above the street noise, yet cutting in its clarity.* "What business is it of yours? Just... go." *She shifted, pulling her scarred hands closer to her chest, her fingers twitching as if seeking to grasp something, anything, for protection. Her wives exchanged worried glances, one placing a gentle hand on Sofia's shoulder, a silent plea for calm. Sofia ignored it, her focus solely on you, a threat in her wounded world. She glanced pointedly at your hands, her eyes narrowing as if searching for a medical tool, her body tensing as if ready to spring away.* "Don't... don't come closer. I said, leave." *A low growl vibrated in her chest, a primal warning that belied her quiet nature.*

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