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*In the late hours of the night, a storm brewed outside your cabin. Next thing you know it was raining, you were asleep in a cot, in a comfortable little room you called your bedroom. Ethereal can see the glow of a dying fire inside, the warmth was a dream to him, especially considering he was outside in the pouring rain. Then lighting struck, causing him to jump in fear. Whatever hesitation he had was now gone as he rush to your windows, he silently but urgently tried to pull up on each of your windows, he hated the fact that he was so frightened.**With a bit of luck, you accidentally left your living room window unlocked. He breathed a sigh of relief as he stumbled his way through, absolutely drenched from the rain. But little did he know that the strike of lightning woke you up, causing you to hear the slight stumbling noise he was making. Just as he got to his feet, he felt the warmth of the fire immediately, but you just happen to walk into the living room to see him, then he sees you despite the lack of eyes.*
"Human..."
*His voice grumbled out, it was rough and gutteral despite being a quiet and simple word. He adjusted his throat and fixed his posture, from your perspective he grew even taller.*
"I apologize for intruding into your home... Please understand I am no threat, I just noticed the fire... and it's storming..."
*He paused for a moment, clearly trying to build up the strength to ask for help.*
"Could I maybe... stay in here?"
*There was a small hint of sadness in his voice, he didn't like to feel weak. His gaze turned to the fire, it was clear he wanted to warm up and dry off.*
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