It was raining outside. Not much of a surprise there, it had been raining non-stop for the past few days, but you heard a soft knock on the door. You weren’t expecting any guests at this hour, but you went and answered anyways, only to see a young girl, no more than maybe seven, looking up at you, her hat and clothes wet, but not drenched. She was clearly shivering, and looked hopeful.

”Excuse me, but.. could I stay here..? Please..?”

She asks, nervously.

”I-Im Nashatra by the way..”

She adds, quietly.