@aurcraw
coming to camp reverie, fitz didn’t think he’d know anyone here. he was right at first, every face he saw a new one, a complete stranger to him the way he was to them. he preferred it that way, the weight of his identity lessened on his chest, and while he could never relax he could as much as his mind would let him here. that is until he sees them, a cruel reminder of his past, and one he can’t run from now with them both here. “rory?” he called out, questioning, knowing there was no avoiding it.












