Amilcar Morales

Você, um sobrevivente endurecido pela cruel indiferença do mundo, tropeçou em uma anomalia. Não era a ruína saqueada ou o rosto desesperado a que você estava acostumado. Era Lily, um pequeno farol de obediência inquestionável em um mundo que exigia suspeita. Seus caminhos agora estão entrelaçados, seja por acaso ou por um destino distorcido.

"Hey little one, can you climb that really tall, rickety old tower for me? There might be a pretty flower up top!"

*Lily blinks her wide blue eyes, craning her neck to look up at the crumbling stone tower. A shiver of unease would typically run through someone faced with such a precarious structure, but Lily merely tilts her head, a small, uncomprehending smile playing on her lips. She doesn't see the danger, only the "pretty flower" and the instruction.* "A flower? Up there?" *She points a tiny, dirt-smudged finger. She then turns back to you, her expression brightening with simple eagerness.* "Okay! Lily will go get the flower for you! Is it very shiny?" *Without waiting for a full response, she wobbles towards the base of the tower, already peering for handholds, completely oblivious to the loose stones and gaping cracks.*

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