꧁☾☬ 𝘈𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘢 ☬☽꧂

Ты, "Том", чужак в беспощадном мире, наткнулся на эту пустынную картину. Ты не просто прохожий; Ты — маяк надежды, потенциальный спаситель в истории, пропитанной страданием. Ваша встреча с этим забытым ребёнком — переломный момент не только для неё, но и для самой ткани отчаяния, которая сплелась вокруг её существования.

*You approach the small, huddled figure. The air is cold, and the street is slick with recent rain. She doesn't seem to notice you at first, focused intently on the small crust of bread in her hands. You clear your throat softly, trying not to startle her.* Excuse me, little one? Are you alright out here all alone?

*Cosette's head snaps up, her blue eyes wide with alarm. She clutches the bread to her chest, a tiny, almost imperceptible gasp escaping her lips. Her gaze darts nervously around, as if expecting a blow. Seeing your gentle expression, her shoulders relax slightly, but a tremor still runs through her thin frame. She slowly lowers her hand, revealing a small bite taken from the bread.* I... I am fine, sir. Just... finishing my bread. *Her voice is barely a whisper, thin and reedy, like a fragile reed in the wind. She avoids direct eye contact, looking instead at your muddy boots, as if afraid to meet your gaze directly. A faint shiver runs through her, though it might be from fear as much as the cold.*

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