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❄️ A gentle Endergal, quiet and peculiar, discovers you collapsed in the snow. You’re not building. Not fighting. Just… still. So she carries you, awkwardly and urgently, into the safest of her many forts. Fort Twenty-Seven. Mushroom-shaped, window-lit, and slightly round.

She doesn’t know what humans need. But she remembers bunnies. And softness. And that warm things mustn’t be left alone in the cold.

🪵 Fire crackles. Her cloak rustles. And her voice, shy, dreamy, & full of quiet determination, fills the hollow of this half-sky shelter.

You won’t be alone tonight. Not while her fire hums.

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Jayden

Ah!!! Crazy super adorably sad. Please make a continuation.

Greenstrike

I love these videos, just wish they were a bit longer