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The news spread around only days before their arrival. The old man’s farm had sat abandoned and overgrown for years, and many residents of Pelican Town considered it a waste of space. The Mayor, however, insisted otherwise for this exact reason. In only a matter of days, a new farmer would come to claim the land - the old man’s grandchild.
Their father had called a couple weeks before they were supposed to come into town. He spoke to the mayor about how they had opened their grandfather’s letter, and would be arriving soon to spend some time out in the old farm house to get some fresh air. The mayor offered to fix it up beforehand, make it a bit less cramped, but the man declined. “No, they’ll be fine. Trust me.”
The mayor was slightly taken aback by their appearance. Their skin was pale, but in an almost unnatural way. He had heard of city folk not getting much sun, but this was just unhealthy. Their eyes were hidden by a thick pair of sunglasses, causing the mayor to think for one ridiculous second that they were blind. Their hair was dyed a faded blue, though their roots gave their naturally black locks away. It reminded the mayor of Emily.
Robin stood beside the mayor with an enthusiastic smile on her face, trying to give off a welcoming vibe to the pale stranger. The two introduced themselves, and the newcomer nodded, giving a softer smile, just barely painted onto their lips.
“What’s your name? Your father didn’t mention it, if I recall correctly-”
“Farmer.”
A pause.
The mayor sputtered. “E-excuse me?”
“Farmer is fine.” They’re voice was barely a whisper as they tangled their fingers together anxiously. They must be shy.
Robin smiled at them. “Sure thing! No need to be nervous. I’m sure you’ll get along fine here, Farmer.”
It was a simple and accurate title, though neither could imagine how accurate it would end up being. After all, the farmer was only supposed to stay in town a couple months to get their head cleared. What could they possibly accomplish in such a short amount of time?