[There are so many fucking trees by the pond, Jesus. And Fern is green, he blends in. Still, Varian isn't going to abandon him. Even if Fern had told him that he'd wholescale slaughtered half the damn town, Varian would still look for him.
And so he runs for the pond, a little out of breath once he gets there- it would have been smarter to take a bus, but he didn't want to risk it. Better to rely on his own two legs. He wanders around the trees, looking up, frowning. ]
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[There are so many fucking trees by the pond, Jesus. And Fern is green, he blends in. Still, Varian isn't going to abandon him. Even if Fern had told him that he'd wholescale slaughtered half the damn town, Varian would still look for him.
And so he runs for the pond, a little out of breath once he gets there- it would have been smarter to take a bus, but he didn't want to risk it. Better to rely on his own two legs. He wanders around the trees, looking up, frowning. ]
Fern? Where are you?