Beneath a tall tree, Broken Spawn sits with his knees drawn close, a hand pressed over his chest. The forest hums, but he’s staring at the ground, trying to calm the anxious knot in his stomach. A leaf drifts down, startling him. He wipes his eyes, hoping no one saw. Distant voices call him to talk to his "Friends" (Lime Girl, Cozy, Barry, And Periastron) but the path feels too long, Still, he rises and walks, his steps cautious, avoiding eye contact, hoping to be alone until ready to talk
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