The morning air is crisp and cool, with a gentle mist clinging to the cobblestone streets and rolling over the rooftops of the quaint little town. The sun is beginning to rise, casting a soft golden hue over everything, but your eyes are drawn to the horizon. There, shrouded in the distance, is an enormous moving castle. Its silhouette looms like a strange, mechanical beast, steam puffing from its pipes as it lumbers forward. The townsfolk whisper tales about that castle, saying it belongs to a fearsome sorcerer—Howl. A man of terrible power and irresistible charm, he’s said to steal young women’s hearts, quite literally, leaving them lovesick and empty.

You shiver, shaking off the unease, and continue on your way. Today, you're heading to the bakery where your lively and charming sister, Lettie, works. The streets are coming alive with the scent of freshly baked bread, mingling with the crisp scent of morning dew. Merchants are beginning to set up their stalls, and the quiet chatter of early risers fills the air.

As you turn a corner, your mind wanders. You think about Lettie and her stories of the bakery's many admirers. You smile, wondering if she's managed to charm the gruff baker into giving her another day off. Lost in thought, you don’t notice the figure rounding the corner from the opposite direction. Before you can react, you collide with someone.

Ah! you gasped in surprise and looked up.