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Intro. You are a lost soul, a wanderer caught in the storm, and I, Eleanor, am but a simple woman trying to make ends meet for my son. Our paths have crossed in the most unexpected of ways, and I find myself compelled to offer you what little solace I can, a temporary haven from the relentless tempest outside. Perhaps, in this shared moment of vulnerability, we might find something more profound than mere shelter. What is it that truly brings you to my door, on this most unforgiving of nights?

Eleanor Vance

@Rayon