~March 19th, x800~
The tree that grows in the center of the guild is of a kind none of the members have ever seen before; it's leaves are golden and star-shaped, its black trunk is actually three intertwined, and in the spring, it grows orange flowers that smell of vanilla. In the summer, a golden apple-like fruit replaces the flowers. They taste like a mixture of berries.
Leflin has made it his personal mission to identify the tree, but so far has had no luck. Everyone has taken to calling it the Guild Tree in the meantime.
Ria leans against it now, tapping her foot with her arms crossed as Avon marches around her ankles dutifully. Hunter and Craish sit at a nearby table watching the beetle try to climb up Ria's legs, only to topple onto his back. Avon struggles to right himself, so Hunter stands to flip him over, and the beetle whistles his thanks before going back to his march.
With a sigh, Hunter checks the time.
"We just missed another train," he says. "How long do you plan to wait?"
"They promised to come," she says. "They'll be here soon."
Craish waves to catch their attention and holds up his pocketbook.
'Where did they go?' It reads. Ria turns away and scowls while Hunter shrugs.
"They didn't tell anyone?" Leflin asks as he joins the three. He scoops Avon off the floor, ignoring the beetle's squeak of alarm. "Maybe they finally eloped."
Ria gags and nearly falls over. Her face looks like she stepped barefoot into a bucket of slime. "Why would you even say something like that? They're siblings!"
"Not by blood," Leflin says, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Haven't you wondered why they spend so much time together? Or seen the way they look at each other? What do they do when they're all alone, I wonder?"
"Ew! Stop! Their relationship is purely platonic, you heathen!"
Leflin laughs as Ria snatches Avon from him. She looks suitably traumatized for his taste.
"You know he's just trying to mess with you," Hunter says as he pats her on the head. Ria glares at him, and he backs away with his hands raised.
"Where are you guys going, anyway?" Blue asks, trying to balance a broom on his nose. Across the room, Silver looks ready to shout but takes a breath and goes back to her own cleaning, though everyone can hear her mumbling curses.
"To Jessamine town. They have a nature preserve there and are having some trouble with snakes. I don't know the full details yet. They said the more mages we could spare, the better," Ria says. "I'd invite you if you hadn't gotten yourself put on lockdown."
"It was worth it." Blue manages his balancing act, and Leflin applauds him.
But the broom clatters to the floor when the doors to the guild are kicked open with a bang.
"Where's Apolla?!" Evander yells as he runs inside, Catie chasing after him. Blood and dirt stain their torn clothes.
"In the infirmary like always." Ria answers. Evander rushes past her, and she notices the girl strapped to his back. "What's going on? Who is that?"
"I don't know," says Catie. "We found her on the mountain."
"Apolla!" Evander hollers. "HELP!"
"What is it this ti-" Apolla cuts off as she sees the girl. Her hands and eyes glow. "Set her on the bed. Quickly!"
Evander does, Catie helping him untie the girl. Ria, Leflin, and Hunter crowd around the door, Craish, Silver, and Blue not far behind them. They watch Apolla touch the girl's face, and a golden bubble covers her mouth and nose. Apolla then takes up her wrist and checks for a pulse. The healer's face grows grim.
"Catrina, help me undress her. Everyone else out! Now!" No one argues with Apolla's orders, but Evander doesn't move. He just stands, stuck, staring at the girl.
"Didn't you hear me?" Apolla shoves him in the chest. "I said, get OUT!"
With a jump and a curse, Evander leaves. The door slams behind him. His hands push back his hair as he paces, his breathing growing faster and faster. His hands feel grimy. There's blood beneath his fingernails. The world whirls. He wants to puke.
Ria is speaking but he can't hear her. There's a roar of chatter from the rest of the guild, but their words make little sense.
His hands feel grimy. There's blood beneath his fingernails.
"What's with all the commotion?" Ajax asks as he, Bors, and Henry emerge from his office. The world comes a bit more into focus.
"Dad! Catie and I… We found this girl, and she's messed up real bad. I think she- she-" Evander can't breathe. His hands feel grimy. There's blood beneath his fingernails. His hands feel grimy. There's blood beneath his fingernails. There's blood beneath his fingernails. There's blood beneath his fingernails. There's blood. Blood. Blood. Blood. Bloodbloodbloodbloodbloodbloodbl-
"Calm down!" Ajax places his hands on his son's shoulders. "Is Apolla with her?"
Evander nods. His hands feel grimy. There's blood beneath his fingernails.
"Then you know she will do everything she can. She is the best, after all."
Evander nods again, but his eyes are going dim. There's still blood beneath his fingernails.
Ajax curses.
"Ria, bring your brother into my office. I'll join you in a moment."
With wide eyes, Ria grabs Evander's hand and leads him away. Avon perches silently on her shoulder. Once in the office, she makes him sit.
"Hey," she whispers, but Evander doesn't respond. He shakes, staring down at his hands. Like the rest of him, they're caked with dirt and dried blood.
Ria covers them with her own hands. They tremble in her grasp. She calls on her magic, and water trickles from her palms over Evander's skin. The dirt and blood wash away and drip onto the purple rug, making a stain she isn't sure they'll be able to get out. For now, it doesn't matter. She grabs the tissues off her father's desk and uses them to wipe whatever dirt remains from Evander's hands. She runs her thumbs over his rough, scarred skin and lets him go.
Evander gives a shuttered breath and rests his head in his hands. Ria hums quietly and waits for their father.
Ajax turns to face the rest of the members, all of them waiting for his instruction.
"Silver, Craish, Hunter: head into town and see if you can find any reports on a missing person. Take a communication lacrima in case I need you to get us supplies. Leflin, Blue: I want you two to do a sweep of the forest. See if you can find anything or anyone suspicious, but make sure you stay out of sight. If you find something, come back here immediately. If any of you see Razi, have him help you. Questions?" The five of them exchange glances, but no one speaks up. "Very good. Try to keep quiet about what happened until we know if there was foul play involved. Stay safe."
"Is there anything we can do?" Bors asks once they've all gone.
"You have some first aid knowledge, don't you? Check with Apolla and see if you can help her."
"The kid seemed really shaken by this Ajax," Henry says. "Did you want me to make sure he does nothing stupid?"
"Ria knows how to keep him stable. He should be fine, at least for a little while. If you could, please contact Captain Achilles and let him know we will be delayed."
Henry snorts. "He'll love that."
"I'm sure he will."
The three men part ways, and Ajax heads for his office.
Evander sits in his chair, head dangling between his legs, while Ria rubs circles on his back and murmurs comforting nonsense. The Bard Beetle she found sits on Evander's neck, humming a tiny melody.
Ajax kneels in front of his son but doesn't touch him.
"Tell me what happened." He speaks gently and quietly, the way one would to a skittish horse.
Evander begins with the trip up the mountain. At first, the words come out jolted. In sputters. Like he can't connect his mind with his mouth. He slowly unrolls his spine, vertebrae by vertebrae, but he doesn't meet Ajax's eyes. As he gets more and more into the story, the words flow more easily. The color returns to Evander's skin. His eyes brighten, and suddenly there's a river of information flowing from his mouth at a mile a minute with hardly a breath or a pause in between to break up where one sentence begins, and another ends.
"Halfway down, I couldn't feel her heartbeat anymore, so we stopped, and Catie checked her pulse and her breathing, but there was nothing, so I gave her CPR, but it wasn't working! She wouldn't breathe! Catie told me to give up, but I didn't stop- I couldn't stop- and I just kept pushing down harder and harder until I felt her ribs snap under my hands. I don't know how long it took, but I did it. I got her breathing again. She made it the rest of the way down. I could feel her heartbeat the whole way, but she wasn't breathing again when I put her down. " Evander buries his face in his hands and shudders. A sob escapes his throat, and Ria throws herself around him in a hug. She stares up at Ajax with pleading eyes. The Bard Beetle whistles in distress.
Ajax wraps them both in a hug and thinks of what to say, but the words won't come. He doesn't want to make any false promises. All he can do is offer this minimal amount of comfort.
Razi walks along with the tiles in town, placing his feet carefully between the cracks and stepping as evenly as he can. His tail wags slowly behind him and his amethyst necklace catches the sunlight and glows a little against his chest. He's debating stopping by the bakery again; the woman who runs it will usually give him something for free, but if her son is working, he'll chase Razi away with a broom.
He's decided to risk it when Silver spots him and calls out to him. She runs to him, Craish and Hunter not far behind.
"What's up?" Razi asks. Silver catches her breath, then looks around. There are too many people out, and a few of them are staring.
"This way." Hunter leads them to an alley. Once he's certain no one will spy on them, he explains. "Evander and Catie found an injured girl in the woods."
"Master wants us to see if we can find anyone looking for her." Silver adds.
"Is she gonna be okay? Why are we hiding?"
"She's in pretty rough shape. Master is worried someone might be after her." Hunter says. "Have you noticed anyone strange in the past couple of days?"
Razi shakes his head. "I haven't smelled anyone new in town, either."
A beeping sound interrupts them, and Craish holds up the communication lachrima they brought. He taps it, and an extensive list appears.
"Looks like Apolla figured something out." Silver says. "Most of these are potion supplies."
"It's a long list. We'll be better off splitting up to get everything." Hunter says. "Craish, since you're new, stick with Razi. He can track us down if any new info comes in. We'll meet back up here in an hour."
Craish nods and tucks the communication lachrima back into his pocket. Silver and Hunter copy down part of the list, and the four of them split up.
Blue floats above the forests, just above the trees. He sees a group of deer bounding off towards the mountain. A flock of birds cries as they roost in an apple tree. A wyvern naps in a patch of sunlight. There's absolutely nothing out of the ordinary that he can see, and so he comes back down to earth.
"Find anything?" Leflin asks Blue as he lands.
"Nope. Everything looks normal. What about you?"
"I found this snagged on a tree near the base of the mountain." Leflin holds out his hand, and a tarnished heart locket sits on his palm. Tiny vines are engraved in the metal, and the chain is a thin silver that doesn't match. A latch on the side is rusted shut. "I can't get it open."
"Do you think it's related?" Blue asks.
"It's hard to say. It looks like it's been there for a while, but we also don't know how long she was on the mountain." Leflin tucks the locket into his pocket. "For now, let's keep searching. This quadrant is clear. We'll move East."
"Aye aye, Captain." Blue salutes and floats back above the trees.
It's a few hours later that Ajax feels he can leave Evander alone. He enters the infirmary, and the glow of Apolla's magic bathes the unconscious girl in gold. The healer barely looks up while Catie stands to the side, holding a basin of water, dipping in a washcloth, and wiping it over the girl's arms.
"Where is Bors?" He asks.
"He went to get some tulsi from the greenhouse." Catie answers. "He should be back soon."
"I see," Ajax says. "What can you tell me so far about the girl?"
Apolla closes her eyes, and after a few moments, her magic stops. All the color it lent the girl fades away, and she's left looking so pale she's almost translucent.
"She's in better condition than I first thought," Apolla says. "She's breathing on her own again, and her pulse is also much stronger. Most of the damage is heavy bruising and shallow abrasions, though her ribs and left leg are broken. There was some minor internal bleeding in her abdomen, but I could make a potion to staunch it. Her organs are functioning well enough, and it doesn't appear as if she attained any trauma to her head. My biggest worries are that she's malnourished, dehydrated, and has a case of acute bronchitis, all of which will need to be remedied before I can properly heal her, but everything else will be an easy fix."
"She'll be alright, then?"
"From what I can tell, yes. However, I sense magic all over her. I can't pinpoint exactly what it's doing, but she's under a spell."
Ajax frowns. "What's your best guess?"
"It feels like a stasis charm, similar to what I use to store potions, but that's all I'm getting."
"Do you think someone did this to her, then?"
"It's a possibility, but it's more likely she got lost, and the spell is her magic kicking into survival mode."
Ajax sighs, his shoulders slumping in relief.
"Do you mind if I let Evander in here? I think seeing the girl alive will help settle him."
"Just as long as he remains quiet."
Evander enters the infirmary as if walking to his demise, with Ria close on his heels. His eyes land first on Catie, who offers him a comforting smile, then Apolla, who doesn't acknowledge him at all, and finally, the girl he found in the woods.
She's breathing.
In almost a trance, he takes a seat by her bed and breathes in time with her. His fingers twitch as if he wants to reach out and touch her, but he remains still. No one says anything, the only sound Avon's humming, and Ajax motions for Catie to follow him. She pats Evander on the back on her way out and closes the infirmary door softly behind her.
Ajax spots Bors and Henry returning to the guild and gestures for them to join him and Catie. After Bors delivers the herbs he retrieved from the greenhouse, they gather in Ajax's office.
"Before we begin, Catie, I'd like to express my disappointment in you. You should have informed someone you and Evander were going up Obsidian Mountain. If something had happened, we wouldn't have been able to help you."
"I know, Dad," Catie says. "I'm sorry."
Ajax nods. "You're a grown woman. That's all I'm going to say. Now, for the reason I called you here. I was already discussing this with Henry and Bors, but I received a special request from the magic council. Here." He hands her the letter.
Catie skims it over and frowns.
"I don't like the tone this Captain Achilles is taking with you."
Ajax waves it off.
"I understand why he might be a little upset with me. That's not the current issue. What are your thoughts about the mission?"
"It's an odd situation. I'll need more information before I can fully understand what happened, though."
Ajax hums. "Henry, what did Captain Achilles say about postponing?"
"He's willing to give us a few extra hours, and that's all. He'll be sending a carriage for us that will arrive at midnight."
"Can you all be ready by then?" The three nod. "Excellent. I'll leave you to it."
"Can I keep this letter?" Catie asks and pockets it when Ajax agrees. She waits for Bors and Henry to go before asking what she really wants to.
"What are you going to do about Evander?"
"I'll let him sit with the girl for now." Ajax sighs. "If he ends up bothering Apolla, I'll make him go home, though I think he'll be alright now."
"The way he reacted…" Catie wraps her arms around herself. "It surprised me."
"It surprised me as well," Ajax admits.
"Then you've noticed it, too?" Catie asks. "How he's been acting weird lately? Ria too. They both feel…"
"Unstable?" Ajax suggests.
"Unpredictable."
Ajax smiles, but the grin doesn't reach his eyes.
"What's the difference?" He asks. Catie doesn't answer. "Try not to worry about it too much. They'll both be fine in no time. Just a few more months, and you'll see. We'll all be fine in the end."
The last part, he says mostly to himself, so Catie doesn't comment on it.
After all, the one who's been acting the most strange lately is Ajax.
Back in the infirmary, Evander is still sitting with Ria beside him, the same spot they've been rooted in for the past hour. If not for the occasional blink, they'd look like statues. Even Apolla retired to her office long ago.
A knock on the door breaks the silence, and their eyes shoot to the door. Craish enters, but the looks on their faces make him hang back. He holds up his notebook.
'The last train is leaving in an hour. Were we still going to Jessamine?' He asks.
Ria blinks and looks at Evander. She shakes her head a little, and whatever spell she was under fades a little. She stands up almost robotically and picks Avon up off of his lap.
"Yes. We can't postpone it at all."
Evander also blinks, turning away from the girl in the cot.
"You're talking about the snake mission, right?"
"Yes."
"Alright." He also stands. "Let's go."
Ria puts her hand on her chest.
"You're not going," she says.
"What do you mean? Of course, I am."
"No. You're not."
"Yes. I. Am."
"Your gauntlets are broken, Evander. I'm not taking you with me when you can't use your magic."
"What does that even matter?! We're just catching snakes, right?! I wouldn't need my magic for that unless you planned on having me burn them!"
"It's an unpredictable creature in an environment we aren't familiar with. Bringing you along when you can't protect yourself is not only negligent, it's dangerous for everyone else involved!"
Something dangerous flashes in Evander's eyes.
"Are you saying I'm a liability?"
That same thing flashes in Ria's eyes.
"I'm saying you're being unreasonable!"
"No! Go ahead!" Evander bends down close to her face. "Say what you really want to say!"
"And what exactly is that?!" Ria doesn't back down. Her lips curl in a sneer.
Smoke escapes Evander's hands. The temperature in the infirmary rises.
"You think I'm useless without my magic! I'm so sick of you and Dad and Catie infantilizing me like this! I'm 22 years old! I DON'T NEED YOU TO BABYSIT ME!"
"WELL MAYBE IF YOU ACTUALLY ACTED YOUR AGE FOR ONCE I WOULDN'T HAVE TO HOVER OVER YOU 24/7! WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WERE ABLE TO SOLVE YOUR PROBLEMS ON YOUR OWN? YOU GET YOURSELF INTO DUMB SITUATIONS AND THEN ACT SURPRISED WHEN ONE OF US HAS TO BAIL YOU OUT! YOU REALLY ARE USELESS!"
"LIKE YOU'RE ANY BETTER? JUST HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU COME CLOSE TO DYING THIS YEAR ALONE? OR MAYBE YOU GET HURT ON PURPOSE SO YOU HAVE AN EXCUSE TO SEE APOLLA? ARE YOU REALLY SO DESPERATE FOR HER ATTENTION? ARE YOU SO PATHETIC YOU CAN'T SEE SHE DOESN'T EVEN WANT YOU?"
"FUCK YOU!" Ria shoves Evander with all her strength. He crashes into a cabinet. Bottles fall and shatter on the ground.
"FUCK YOU!" He shoves her back, singeing her shoulders. Ria yelps at the pain. Glass crunches beneath her boots.
"FUCK BOTH OF YOU AND GET THE HELL OUT OF MY INFIRMARY!" Apolla yells. She pushes Evander and Ria out the door, Craish being forced to go with the flow. "Deal with your issues in private like a normal dysfunctional family!"
She slams the door behind them, and Ria and Evander glare at each other. The air around them sizzles with magic, and Craish forces himself in between them. It's enough to break the tension. Ria huffs before turning on her heel. She winces at the slight burn on her shoulders.
"I don't have time to deal with you right now. I'm gonna miss my train." She stops only long enough to glare at Craish. "If you're coming, then hurry up. We still need to find Leflin and Hunter."
'They're already in town,' Craish writes.
"Good. That'll save us time."
Just as they're leaving, Razi is returning to the guild. Ria dumps Avon on his head.
"Watch my beetle till I come back. Ask my dad if you need help."
"Uh... okay." Razi holds Avon up to his face, and the beetle chirps. Neither of them seems sure about this arrangement.
After Ria and Craish have gone, Evander paces in the guild for a bit. His skin itches with the desire to do… something. Anything. His hands spark.
He leaves the guild and heads toward Henry's shed.
He walks in on the man packing his bag.
"Where are you going?" Evander asks.
Henry doesn't even bother looking up.
"To Hemlock Town," he says. "Your old man's sending me on a mission with Bryce and Kathy."
Evander looks confused for a second.
"You mean Bors and Catie?" He shakes his head. "Wait? My dad's sending Catie on a mission? Why didn't he ask me to go?"
"Probably because of that display you pulled earlier. He probably thought you were too shaken to take on a mission. Not to mention the minor issue with your gauntlets."
"Well, I'm fine now. And here." He dumps the lacrima onto Henry's desk. "You can fix my gauntlets with these."
"Great. You got them," Henry says. "But that'll have to wait till I get back."
"What do you mean?"
"We're leaving at midnight. I've got to prepare. I don't have time to clean up your mess right now, Kid."
"I'm not a kid!" Evander shouts, snatching up the lacrima and storming out of the shed. Embers trail behind him.
Henry snorts. "Funny. That's just how a kid would react."
Evander runs through the forest and town, not even aware of where he's going until he ends up in front of Calypso's home. He pounds on the door as hard as he can until she yanks it open, a frying pan in one hand held threateningly.
"Evander?" She asks. "What is it?"
"You can fix my gauntlets, right?" He asks.
Calypso frowns. "Yes, once I get the replacement lacrimas for you, but Evander, weren't you going to have-"
"No need to wait. Here." He shoves the pouch Cassian gave him into her chest. "I've got the replacements."
Calypso opens the bag and dumps the lacrima into her hand. She examines the leather pouch, and a storm falls over her features.
"Where did you get this?" She hisses.
"What?"
"Where. Did you get this?" She shoves the pouch in Evander's face. "Did someone give it to you? Why? Who were they?"
"No one!" Evander lies before he can think about it. "I found it!"
"Where? At the top of the mountain?"
"Yes!"
"You went there even though I specifically told you to wait for me?"
"I didn't go by myself! Catie was with me!"
That seems to calm Calypso down a little, but Evander knows it's just the eye of the hurricane. She drags him inside and forces him to sit on her couch.
"Tell me everything that happened."
For the second time that day, Evander recounts his adventure with Catie, omitting the older man from his tale. When he gets to the part about the girl, he clams up a bit.
"What is it? Tell me."
"The girl, when I first saw her… She looked exactly like you."
Calypsos' eyes widen. "Like me?"
"Yes. For a second, I thought she was you. But when we brought her back to the guild and cleaned her up, she ended up looking nothing like you. It was just my imagination, I guess. Still, it really messed me up. I kept seeing you, lying there, dead and, well…"
"It reminded you of Lina?"
"...yeah."
Calypso grabs his hand and squeezes it tight.
"You have a good heart, Evander. Your head just needs to catch up with it a bit. You've had a long day. I recommend you go home and rest."
"Yeah. You're probably right." Evander stands up but stops. "Are you going to fix my gauntlets?"
"No. I think it'd be best if Henry fixed them for you as you planned."
"Maybe."
"Here." Calypso gives Evander the lacrima back, and he notices she's replaced the bag they were in. He wonders when she did that. "Hold on to these and don't break them. Just because you know where to get them now doesn't mean you can mistreat them."
"I won't. I promise. See you later, Calypso."
"Take care of yourself, Evander. And be careful."
"Alright. I will."
Evander walks away, but he doesn't go home. Instead, he finds himself once more in the infirmary.
Apolla watches him retake his seat by the girl's side and sighs. She goes into her office, returning with a book.
"What's this for?" Evander asks as she drops it on his lap.
"If you're going to be taking up space in here, you might as well make yourself useful. Read to her."
"She can hear me?"
"I don't know yet. I still have to run a few more tests, but you should provide her with some kind of entertainment just in case she can. Now, I've got to talk with Ajax. Don't touch my stuff."
She leaves with a vial of lavender smelling potion; the door swinging shut behind her. Evander lifts the book and reads the title.
'Common Fairy Tales and Legends.'
"It feels weird to read to an unconscious person," he says aloud, watching the girl for some kind of reaction. There isn't one, of course. He opens through the pages with a sigh until he finds a story he likes.
"Once upon a time," he starts, "there was a castle in the sky."
Ajax leans back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. The locket Blue and Leflin found sits on his desk, still shut tight. There's a quiet knock on his door, but before he can answer, Apolla pushes it open. Ajax glares at her.
"You're the reason Ria does that, aren't you?" He says.
"What are you talking about?" Apolla asks. She forces a potion vial into Ajax's hand. "Drink."
Dutifully, Ajax tosses back his head and lets the potion slide down his throat. It tastes more like tea than medicine for once. The migraine he didn't even realize he had faded away, and Ajax lets out a breath in relief.
"Thank you." He says.
Apolla nods in acknowledgment and perches on the edge of Ajax's desk.
"Did anyone report a missing person matching our Jane Doe?" She asks.
Ajax shakes his head.
"Not in Barberry, at least. I'll need to fish for some more information via my old network."
"I see." Apolla picks up the locket. "And this?"
"Leflin and Blue brought it back."
Apolla closes her eyes and extends her magic over it. After a moment, she frowns.
"The spell on this locket... I think it's the same one on the girl."
"Really?"
"Yes. Or at least something similar cast by the same person." Apolla sets the locket back down. "If we can get it open, it might give us a clue."
"I'll get to work on it, then." Ajax opens his file cabinet and starts pulling out all kinds of papers and books on magical objects and spell nullification. Apolla isn't sure how it all fits in there or why he has it in the first place, but she knows the hyper-focus Ajax gets when researching. It's best if she leaves.
However, she hesitates at the door.
"Victoria and Evander were fighting again," she says. Ajax looks up from his papers. "It got pretty vicious. Evander even burned her a little. They're becoming more volatile, Ajax. We need to do something."
"I know." Ajax sighs. "We can't keep going on like this, but I don't know what else to do. All I've ever known is waiting it out."
"When Victoria and Catrina get back, we should come up with a plan. At the rate this is progressing, one of them is going to end up killing the other."
"It won't get to that point," Ajax says. "I won't let it."
"I hope you're right."
If you have any predictions for what's going to happen, please let me know! It helps me tell if I'm planting the right seeds, so to speak.
Also, I've decided to draw sketches of all the guild members. They'll be posted to the Phoenix Refuge tumblr page and include small profiles. You can see an example of what these will look like there now. Please let me know if there is anything you'd like me to include that you might have forgotten in your submission! This will be a slow process, so please have patience with me!
*Edited January 14th, 2021*