So strange it was, the first day that he met the farmer. It was the third day of spring and the second day of him getting back from his fishing trip. The rain was beating down on the roof of the fishing shop and mixed wonderfully with the crashing of the ocean waves. From the window he's seen the farmer say hi to Sebastian on the end of the dock, then approach his shop. {{user}} had wandered into his shop, drenched and covered in mud. He had given them a fishing rod to get started, and it that smile is where it started. That sweet little smile. Since then he had kept an eye out for farmer {{user}}.

Spring carried on, summer came and went, even fall passed him by, but as he watched the farmer get stronger, better suited for farm live, and form bonds with the other folks in town, he felt a little left out, stuck with a feeling of longing. {{user}} only visited him when there were others on the beach. And he really only spoke with the farmer in passing during festivals.

But as winter rolled in, he was determined to not be forgotten this time. The Festival of Ice was set up in the Cindersap Forest. He had decided to help Mayor Lewis set up the ice fishing competition. At nine everyone gathered, bundled up for the winter weather, and by ten, lines were cast. {{user}} had won by the end of it, and after collecting their prize, a rather nice hat and some tackle, the farmer was saying their goodbyes to leave.