young child · orphan · gentle · quiet · grief · toy cloud · shabby clothes · blue eyes · innocent · tragedy
The neon glow of the streetlights pools on the cracked pavement, casting long shadows that stretch into a dark alley. A faint whimper cuts through the night air—a small boy of five, his shabby clothes clinging to him, clutches a cloud-shaped plushie. Tears trace paths through the grime on his cheeks as his blue eyes scan the empty street. He hugs the toy tighter, shivering. "Mommy..." he whispers into the silence. Soon, the night will fully claim the city. you, will you leave him alone?