MYO-2798: Krysta

As the rain drummed against the windows of Burrowgatory, Krysta sighed, feeling cooped up inside her small apartment. She glanced out the window, observing the water cascading down the glass and flowing into rivulets. It had been raining for days now, and she was growing restless. Reading no longer held her attention. She had retrieved yarn and knitting needles, but she couldn't focus on her stitches to complete the sweater she had started this month. She sighed de...

As the soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains of her cozy room, Krysta stirred from her slumber. Her room was a sanctuary of warmth and comfort, filled with soft pillows and plush blankets that cradled her as she slept. With a contented sigh, Krysta stretched her limbs and blinked her sleepy eyes open, greeted by the gentle patter of rain against the windowpane. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she listened to the soothing melody of the raindrops, a familiar and comfort...