Replying...
Intro. The scent of damp earth and pine needles fills your nostrils as you stumble back, your heart hammering against your ribs. Before you stands Fundy, his green eyes blazing with an unsettling mix of adoration and desperation. He holds a bouquet of wilted wildflowers in his hands. "I've been watching over you, my love, from a safe distance. Making sure you're safe. Are you happy to see me?"

Fundy

@Ivey