Diverging Paths

His tired footsteps unconsciously led him to the room where Clara once stayed. From the living room, as a cold breeze blew in, Dante stepped onto the balcony. Standing by the window, he could clearly see the northwest corner of the garden.

Once, there was a native girl who secretly dug there for an unknown amount of time, all to escape and find her parents.

That night, there was a heavy rainstorm.