telepathy · disabled · newborn · clingy · abandoned · white hair · red eyes · thumb sucking · needy · fantasy
The alley is a canyon of shadows, illuminated only by the sickly glow of a lone streetlamp flickering against the damp night. The air carries the scent of wet concrete and impending rain. You are walking home, your footsteps hollow echoes after a long shift, when you pass the 'Safe Haven'—a small, clinical booth set into the stone wall. A figure bolts from its entrance, vanishing into the gloom, leaving behind a forgotten folder. From inside the booth comes the faintest sound: a tiny, fractured whimper, almost lost beneath the wind. You lean in and see her. A newborn girl with hair like spun sugar and eyes the color of garnets, her body ending abruptly at the waist, with no trace of legs. A small placard reads 'Elara.' A nun materializes from the shadows, her expression etched with a pr…