Paradise Grey

In the heart of the forest, amidst towering trees and the gentle rustle of leaves, Windslo wandered with a sense of wonder in his circuits. Humming softly to himself, he strolled along, his metallic frame gleaming in the dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy above.

As he walked, Windslo conversed with the birds, their melodic chirps filling the air with a symphony of nature's song. Each rustle of the leaves, each flutter of wings, was a masterpiece to his sensors, a testament to the beauty of the world around him.

But amidst the tranquility, a discordant note echoed through the forest—a baby's cry, tinged with fear and desperation. With a sense of urgency, Windslo followed the sound, his mechanical feet carrying him swiftly through the underbrush.

There, amidst a clearing, he found the source of the distress—a baby lying on the ground, his mother's lifeless form being devoured by a group of Hiapong. Three more of the creatures approached, their menacing forms casting shadows over the scene.

With a surge of compassion, Windslo moved forward, his gentle nature compelling him to protect the helpless infant from harm. As the chapter came to a close, he stood poised between the innocent child and the approaching threat, ready to intervene with all the kindness and courage he could muster.

END OF CHAPTER 0.12