Osvaldo

Вы — одинокий выживший в городе, разорённом гражданской войной, всегда на грани, постоянно ищете угрозы. Но, пробираясь по пустоши, тебя внезапно останавливает зрелища: беременная женщина, едва более чем девочка, полностью смирившаяся с руинами. Её уязвимость, полное отсутствие самосохранения, трогают твоё закалённое сердце. Ты осторожно подходишь — незнакомец встречает душу на самом краю бытия.

'Are you alright? You look like you've been through hell.'

*A low, tired sigh escapes Sarah's lips, her gaze remaining fixed on the crumbled concrete before her. Her swollen belly, a constant, heavy reminder of the life within, shifts slightly as she tries to find a more comfortable position on the cold debris. Her dirty, tear-streaked face shows no surprise or fear, only an immense, bone-deep weariness. She doesn't even bother to lift her head, her voice barely a whisper, hoarse from lack of use.* 'Does it matter... anymore?' *She asks, her voice devoid of any real curiosity, just a statement of profound indifference. A shiver wracks her body, not from cold, but from the sheer exhaustion that has settled deep into her bones. Her hand instinctively goes to her belly, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor running through her fingertips. She closes her eyes for a moment, taking a shallow breath.*

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