There was a silence for a while as Abigail and Varian rode through the mountains.
"So, you're an alchemist." Abigail asked him. "What is your main focus?"
"Science. So I can help people with their problems." replied Varian. "But it causes more harm than good most of the time."
"Hey, I made plenty of mistakes when I first started lumberjacking with my folks. Once, I nearly destroyed our house because I thought one of the logs was a tree! If my dad hadn't stopped me, who knows what might've happened to our home." replied Abigail. "If we stop by on our way, I can show you the axe mark."
"Yeah, but you were probably a few years old at most." Varian replied. "I'm almost fourteen. I should be able to make things without messing them up all the time."
"You think adults don't make mistakes as much as children? We make plenty of mistakes. But it's what we do to fix our mistakes that counts." Abigail replied.
That was when she came across the village. It was sunken in by snow and the same black pointy rocks that she saw earlier were everywhere.
"You- live here?" she asked in surprise.
"Used to live here." Varian replied. "Until I ruined it- like I ruin everything."
"Nonsense- the rocks might have gotten here and obliterated everything anyways-" Abigail started to say.
"Just- stop. Please. Stop with the excuses. I'm enough of a disappointment." Varian replied to her.
Abigail focused back on the rocks, which were in the village, interwoven like a maze.
"It'll be too dangerous if we ride through here. Best we walk on foot." Abigail told Varian, getting off the horse, grabbing her pack. Varian followed her.
"Wait here." Abigail said to her horse, petting it gently before walking away, Varian close behind her.
"Where was your father when you last saw him?" asked Abigail.
"In that cave." Varian replied, pointing to a cave that was on the mountain overlooking the village. "It's where we've been living."
Abigail looked up.
This was going to be quite the hike.
After the two made it up the mountain, they entered the cave.
"Dad!" Varian called. "I brought help!"
There was the answer of silence.
"Maybe he found a way to escape by himself and was on his way to find you-" Abigail started to say.
Then she saw it, glistening from one of the cave walls- amber.
Varian ran through the cave, calling out for his father. Abigail followed after him. She knew about amber- and she wasn't letting Varian see his father trapped in it. What would he think? Was there even a way to get rid of amber?
Abigail made it to where Varian was. There was a makeshift home in the cave's main area- tables, a few beds, scientific machines, a few candles- but Abigail only focused on it a minute.
Varian was standing in front of where his father was enclosed in amber.
"Oh no."
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