There's a Mouse in my House

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In the midst of the icy winter, a lone figure crouched on the snow-laden ground, carrying the weight of profound solitude and weathered scars. Abandoning itself, it stood fragile and defenseless. The decision to invite this unnamed being into the shelter was simple. "What... does this signify?" "You aided me, and I want to repay the kindness." Within the absolute darkness, where no hint of light could breach, only two warm bodies shared the confined space.