#debukefarmhold

A text pings to Earl's phone - a rarity, really. But it has been weeks. "Miss thee. 🦌"

Earl pings back ''Are you okay?''

"I wouldst come home, but A has business here yet."

"I wouldst watch thee paint."

"And my River, it must soon run cold as the season turns."

"And Bronte must be lonely."

"This place reminds me overmuch of the Hollow."

TXT: 'Then would you like me to come to you? I miss the touch of your gaze on my back greatly'

"I would not have this place touch thee. But know that it is not because I do not want thou at my side, with desperation and longing."

"We ache for each other, and that makes it a sweet ache in its way. But an ache still. Is the place so wretched?"

"It is sweet, as I suffer. As we suffer. 💜 "

"It is... formal. In the way of noble tradition."

TXT: Pretentious I suspect. Ah, narrow minds make poor company for one such as you. Has August gotten in trouble?

he does not type 'again'

"A is driven to defend. It is his most noble and frustrating quality."

"He is far kinder than I."

TXT: "He is kinder than most of us. I am tempted to willfully defy you and show up anyway. "

A bit of a pause.

"Thou art a Hunter."

TXT: "When the prey is precious especially"

"🦌 "

TXT "My hind" ❤️

" 🏹 "

TXT: "Then I'll hunt. Shall I bring a favorite book?"

"Surprise me."

TXT: "I shall. I go now, the situation with DeVere is settled and I can do so. I'll tell you more of my adventure when we meet in person."

"..."

"Situation!?!"

The automessage declaring the user is AFK kicks in

The rat bastard!

Somewhere in Canada, the witch of many names lets out a raspy laugh as her toes curl.