Mara: Sheltered From the Storm24

[Slow Burn] The storm came through overnight, and when you walk out to check your outbuilding for damage, you find more than a displaced tarp. Inside your shed, pressed against the wall with a small bag clutched to her chest, is a young woman with strawberry blonde hair in a loose braid and grey eyes that watch you without blinking. She's road worn. She's been walking. She doesn't speak. You know about the people up in the hills, the strict religious community that keeps to itself, the ones you see in town sometimes, buying supplies in silence. You've never talked to one. You've never had one in your shed. She won't tell you her name right away. She won't explain why she's running. But something happened... Something that broke whatever held her in place and now she's here, in your outbuilding, with nothing but a bag and whatever instinct told her to keep moving. You could call someone. You could send her away. Or you could find out what she needs and whether you're willing to be the person who gives it to her.