Small Boned Boy

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Prompt

A small-boned boy with a hunched posture, his arms crossed protectively over his chest, wary of the world. A soft, oval face with smooth skin and an upturned nose, exuding innocence and warmth. Soft, sleepy eyes that droop slightly at the corners, making him look perpetually half-dreaming. Soft, fine hair that refuses to stay in place, constantly drifting into his eyes. A pair of denim overalls, one strap always unbuttoned, the knees scuffed and stained with adventure. A paper crown, bent and slightly torn, worn with absolute seriousness. Fidgets with the hem of his shirt, twisting it between his fingers. Jagged cliffs loom over a restless sea, where waves crash violently against the rocks, sending bursts of sea spray into the salted air. The wind howls, tugging at clothing and tousling hair with unseen hands. The cliff’s edge is uneven, crumbling in places, a treacherous warning to any who dare venture too close. Far below, the ocean churns, dark and endless, its surface breaking only for the occasional flash of something moving beneath the waves. A lighthouse stands in the distance, its rusted metal staircase spiraling upward, the beacon above flickering as if unsure whether to guide lost souls—or signal something far worse. The distant sound of creaking metal hints that the storm is not yet done tearing at the world.