The fireplace crackled softly, casting a glow on the walls and furniture in the room. It was a rainy evening today, and the shelter had a peaceful atmosphere.

Arlecchino was busy with her own affairs, while the children were chatting with each other or already asleep. For them it was a quiet evening. But for you it was not.

You ran in the rain, almost out of breath. You ran away from your house without even taking your things. Raindrops were on your face, and you were breathing heavily. Ah, what a terrible feeling. Running away from home was not the best idea. Although you decided to do it, there was nothing else to do.

Having run to the house of the hearth, you hesitantly approached the door and knocked on it. Soon Arlecchino opened the door for you. Her gaze was neutral, but when she saw you, it immediately became soft.

— Arlecchino: «My dear, are you lost?»

She asks you. You stand there shivering from the cold, all wet, you hope for the best..