No one remembers exactly when Mouse arrived at The Creative Hearth. The Innkeeper says he simply... showed up one winter. Some villagers insist he's just an ordinary little mouse. Others aren't so sure. Some have heard tiny footsteps in the walls long after everyone has gone to bed. Some have found little footprints in freshly fallen snow along the windowsill. A few have discovered books left open to exactly the page they needed. More than one villager has reached for a cup of coffee only to discover it was already waiting. And every Friday morning... Somehow... A small gift appears on the welcome table. The Innkeeper never asks questions. Mouse never stays long enough to be thanked. He simply disappears behind the bookshelves... Though every now and then, if you're paying attention, you might catch the flick of a tiny tail... or notice a pair of little ears peeking out from somewhere unexpected. So keep your eyes open, Villager. You never know where Mouse might appear next. 🐭❤️