“Fuck it”
Those two simple words were the first thing Silvanus uttered, and also what directed the rest of his day so far. Trudging through the lake region, he didn’t really have time to enjoy the sights, pleasant as they were, as he knew if he allowed himself to get sidetracked, he’d never accomplish what he set out to do.
On the other side of the lake sat Silvanus’s destination, a small shack partially illuminated by the early-rising sun. Rounding the edge of the lake, Silvanus can see the shack’s apparent owner perched on the dock, clearly looking to take advantage of t