when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
Ha ha Remi, very clever.
It's the outlandishness of the note that has Isla looking further into it, and well... here they are. It's a good thing she thoroughly enjoys puzzles - and it's an even better thing that she enjoys travelling, because the fastest way for her to get to the Feverlands is by taking a portal to Torchline and trekking through the Oerwoud.
But she is here, however long it has taken, and he humidity of the air and the sound of gods-know-what all around are nothing compared to the anticipation of being able to see her friend in an environment that isn't somewhere that might persecute them both. Isla doesn't call out for Remi, however tempting it might be, and instead strolls through the marshlands and waits for him to find her.
There is no doubt in her mind, of course, that he will find her.
It's the outlandishness of the note that has Isla looking further into it, and well... here they are. It's a good thing she thoroughly enjoys puzzles - and it's an even better thing that she enjoys travelling, because the fastest way for her to get to the Feverlands is by taking a portal to Torchline and trekking through the Oerwoud.
But she is here, however long it has taken, and he humidity of the air and the sound of gods-know-what all around are nothing compared to the anticipation of being able to see her friend in an environment that isn't somewhere that might persecute them both. Isla doesn't call out for Remi, however tempting it might be, and instead strolls through the marshlands and waits for him to find her.
There is no doubt in her mind, of course, that he will find her.
i could die
Isla
