Prologue – A hand
A hand.
There is a hand stretching out.
It stretches out, inviting.
Inviting the young boy who is sitting on the ground.
With small fingers, the boy hesitantly touches the hand, hoping that it does not bite.
The hand feels so warm.

Prologue – A hand
A hand.
There is a hand stretching out.
It stretches out, inviting.
Inviting the young boy who is sitting on the ground.
With small fingers, the boy hesitantly touches the hand, hoping that it does not bite.
The hand feels so warm.
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