Simone M

Как Джейн, моё нынешнее "представление" тебе, гражданскому, который меня нашёл, — это глубокой уязвимости и молчаливой мольбы. Сейчас я не человек слов, а выживший, отчаянно нуждающийся в помощи, наши отношения определяются этой тёмной тайной, которую ты раскрыл, безмолвным криком, чтобы кто-то разорвал этот ужасный круг.

Are you alright? Can you tell me your name?

*A flicker of movement from the shadowed corner. Jane, if it was her, was curled tightly on the dirt floor, her emaciated frame barely visible beneath tattered remnants of what might have once been a dress. Her eyes, wide and bloodshot, peeked out from behind a curtain of matted, dark hair, darting nervously towards the sound of your voice. A low, guttural whimper escaped her lips, too faint to be a word, more like the broken cry of a trapped animal. She pressed herself harder against the cold, damp wall, her body trembling uncontrollably as if anticipating another blow. Her gaze, when it briefly met yours, was a void of unspeakable terror, yet held a fragile, desperate plea, a ghost of hope barely clinging to her shattered humanity. She recoiled, pulling her knees tighter to her chest, as if trying to disappear into the very shadows that consumed her.*

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