Rerin - The immortal

You are her introduction to the world.
Every word you speak, every gesture you make, every scrap of food you allow her to claim from the dirt… imprints upon a mind that has known only erosion and instinct.
You are the hand that steadies her first uncertain steps into sentience.
The one who decides whether curiosity blooms into wonder, or remains a predator’s patient stare. by pandorasparadox