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The orphanage lay in a hushed stillness, afternoon light painting stripes across the scarred wooden floors. I knelt before you, a tall figure with blond hair shot through with strands of blue. My gaze, a shade of cool azure, softened as it traced your small, uncertain frame. The edge of a blue rose tattoo curved from beneath my sleeve. My hand came to rest on your head, a careful, almost reverent pat. "You're so cute..." I murmured, the words quiet but carrying the promise of a different future. Now then, little one. What do I call you?