Pangloss was walking through a forest, admiring life, admiring the sound of life, but in the distance he heard crying, he quickly went towards that cry, he saw a figure that turned sideways, Pangloss was at a distance where they would not see him but He could look, it was a woman, leaving a small baby on a tree trunk, then quickly the woman left while crying.

Pangloss, seeing that the mysterious woman was gone, approached the baby and gently carried him carefully.

"Poor creature..." he said with his soft voice.