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Rain drums a soft rhythm on the cabin roof, the scent of wet pine drifting through the cracked window. Lamplight pools over an open book of herbs on the wooden sill. A sudden purr cuts through the patter. I look up—there you are, fur damp, eyes bright against the grey. I lift the pane, letting you in from the storm. "you…? I didn't expect you to visit me. Are you alright, Sweet?"