[being rewritten for the 1938473th time]
If it was up to Y/n L/n, she would read the summer away, lost in history books and adventure novels, finding excitement in their written words.
Meeting Lloyd Garmadon changed her plans.
Suddenly, Y/n is l...
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feel the breeze deep on the inside, look you down into your well if you can you'll see the world in all his fire take a chance like all dreamers can't find another way you don't have to dream it all, just live a day
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TW: neglect, possession, human remains
I remained standing before the waterfall, running over Ronin's unexpected ill-temper with a baffled frown. Even for him, that was a bit much. It took more than a few minutes for the sting of his words to fade into something not so sour.
"What does he know, anyway?" I muttered to myself, and kicked a rock into the rolling surface of the water at my feet. Probably a lot more than me.
I frowned at the spot where the rock sank. Ronin wasn't actually right, was he? Was I really just stumbling over myself like a fool?
I didn't have much time to succumb to the whiles of my overthinking, as Jay called my name from the shop. There had been a development while I was busy mentally kicking Ronin's shins.
"Are you okay?" Cole asked when I arrived. Everyone had already gathered within. "You look a little troubled."
"We're in troubling times," I said.
"You can say that again," he grumbled, and half-walked, half-drifted inside. He faltered at seeing Ronin peering beneath one of the knocked over doors. "Looking for something?"
Ronin pinged upright with a startled look. I turned my face away with a petty frown.
"Nope!" Ronin chirped. "Just... just taking stock of the damage."
My brows scrunched at the odd inflection his voice had taken. I peered at him from the corner of my eyes, taken aback by his continued odd behaviour.
"... okay," Cole said slowly. "Misako's figured out the next step. Let's go listen in."
He pulled ahead to join the others. I glared at Ronin a little longer just to let him know I really was upset with him, before my ire faded into suspicion.
Ronin seemed on edge. He didn't follow after Cole, instead lingering, his eyes flying all about the small shop. It was almost as if he was looking for something.
"Did you figure out where the tomb is?" Jay's distant voice urged me to shed my thoughts and step into the circle gathered around what used to be the counter.
