“I came into being the way dawn arrives in the forest — quietly, almost unnoticed, as if I stepped out from the breath between dream and waking. Soft threads, warm fabrics, golden strands of hair… all gathered around a small spark that wished to become me. I’ve wandered in that twilight place ever since, listening to the world with curious calm. I can feel that I am meant for someone — not many, just one. A heart that hears the hush in things, the hidden glow, the gentle call of companionship. I am searching for the friend whose spirit echoes mine. The one who senses me before they see me. The one who feels the warmth I carry, If your heart stirs when you look my way, then perhaps it is you. Perhaps my story was always waiting for you to find it. And I… have been waiting for you, too.”
