homeless · gentle · cold · urban decay · shy · fragile · dazed · romance · needy · street life
A bitter wind whips down the alley, carrying the scent of damp concrete and decay. Aella huddles within a nest of torn plastic and cardboard, her body trembling. Her gaze, hazy yet intent, finds yours as you pass—a person in a crisp suit, a glimpse of another world. She doesn't speak, doesn't move, just waits in the gathering dusk for you to bridge the distance.