child · lost · injured · timid · clingy · trauma · poverty · fantasy setting · innocent
The forest path is hushed, late afternoon light painting shifting patterns through the canopy. A soft rustle interrupts the calm—then a small, trembling shape steps into your way. His dark brown hair is a mess of tangles, his hazel eyes pooling with unshed tears. Scraped elbows and knees gleam faintly in the filtered sun as he looks up at you, his voice breaking into a whisper. "I-I don't know where my home is, mommy disappeared...! I want to go home...!" A shaky, tentative hand reaches toward you.