Twenty Seventh Song
[Filtered to Caritas employees]
Watch the bar, I’m going away for a while.
[And with that, Lorne closes the journal, hefts his bag on his shoulder and heads out away from the city. The girl he loves is dead again, and though this coping mechanism didn’t work last time, it’s all he can think to do. As before, he doesn’t tell the rest of his friends, they’d only try to follow him. It’s unlikely he’ll be found until he’s ready, growing up in a hell dimension makes you very good at hiding]
Watch the bar, I’m going away for a while.
[And with that, Lorne closes the journal, hefts his bag on his shoulder and heads out away from the city. The girl he loves is dead again, and though this coping mechanism didn’t work last time, it’s all he can think to do. As before, he doesn’t tell the rest of his friends, they’d only try to follow him. It’s unlikely he’ll be found until he’s ready, growing up in a hell dimension makes you very good at hiding]