Brunhilde is the sort of German Shepherd who is narrow, serious, and quietly carrying the worries other pups would rather forget. Most evenings Brunhilde labels every cracked tile with a different theory until the lanterns are out and the soup stalls close. There is a corner of the coastal towers where Brunhilde is unofficially assumed to be in charge of nothing in particular. Somewhere under the noise, Brunhilde carries one promise made to the Soft Hill and means to keep it quietly.