Let's not get lost in the dark blue
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
Raising his arms above his head in order to stretch and moan with such exaggeration that he very nearly pulls a muscle, Remi can only shrug and waggle his eyebrows. He of course had enough energy left over, but what fun was saying yes when he could imply that the pair would be forced to sleep balled up together in the skeleton of their new home?
"I would offer to help, but..." Grimacing, the Lullaby looks around and gives his head a little shake. As an ifrit he'd have to be fire all over, such that either he'd risk burning down even the wettest of wood, or he'd have to constantly be on the move.
"We spent our first night here on the beach anyway." He mumbles, and though the memory isn't a pleasant one, his lips aren't forced into a frown the way they once would have been. "So already it is a better start." Here of their own choosing without the blood of their daughter literally still on their hands, it had taken them several years and several new starts, but finally, things were starting to feel different.
Patting the frame of the boat almost tenderly, Remi presses his thumb against a jut of wood threatening to become a splinter before pulling it out and tossing it harmlessly outside onto the sand.
"I think tonight, the bedding from the Greatwood and the pillows from the wagon."
"I would offer to help, but..." Grimacing, the Lullaby looks around and gives his head a little shake. As an ifrit he'd have to be fire all over, such that either he'd risk burning down even the wettest of wood, or he'd have to constantly be on the move.
"We spent our first night here on the beach anyway." He mumbles, and though the memory isn't a pleasant one, his lips aren't forced into a frown the way they once would have been. "So already it is a better start." Here of their own choosing without the blood of their daughter literally still on their hands, it had taken them several years and several new starts, but finally, things were starting to feel different.
Patting the frame of the boat almost tenderly, Remi presses his thumb against a jut of wood threatening to become a splinter before pulling it out and tossing it harmlessly outside onto the sand.
"I think tonight, the bedding from the Greatwood and the pillows from the wagon."
the lullaby
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
