Alone in a boarded-up house, a nameless boy clings to survival-armed with little more than a pointy stick, and the echo of his father's teachings. Each day is a struggle. Every night, a battle. Hunger gnaws, shadows claw at the walls, and the house groans like it shares his terror. Outside, a broken world waits. Inside, a broken boy breathes the same prayer: "One more night. Please, God. Just one more night." // And then the mother came - And like most mothers do - 'whispered the child's name - A name he'd never know "I'll call you my leaf - My river, my stone - A name to keep you safe - A name that's not your own Your name's my precious light - I've locked it in my heart - To shield you from the night - Though it tears me apart" // Unknown Origin // And then the mother came - And like true mothers do - 'screamed the child's name. - Loud, fierce, and true "I'll call you my spear - My thunder, my flame - Let all seekers hear - Let them choke on your name Your name's the only light - A knife to cleave the night - To carve us all a path - A hope back to earth." // Unknown Origin
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