Where we meet
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Last published Fri, Jul 25, 2025
A place where they first meet each other.
"Ahem, you must be the owner? I'm sorry for trespassing. It just is a beautiful house and was left abandoned for a real long time-"
"Oh, I'm not the owner. I just happened to be running away from a bear and found this place and used it as a hide out. So do not fret. I'm Freya by the way."
Good. At least I'm not a criminal. Oh yeah, I should tell her my name too, not to be rude.
"I'm Fayne. Good to meet you."
A place where they find oneself.
"I thought I lost you. Don't just walk off like that- you scared me. Us."
"Sorry. I really didn't mean to do that."
A place where a group of friends visit and bring back nostalgia.
"This is...where we first met."
A place filled with great memories.
"Same as ever."
A place with trauma.
"This part...was where I lost her....let's keep moving- I can't stand it here anymore."
Together, they adventure.
Together, they lose.
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