the lullaby
The way up and the way down are one in the same
I'm calling an audible late in the game
I'm calling an audible late in the game
Hissing in a breath, Remi too feels his chest tighten as he stares into the gnarled and deformed treeline of the once proud and mighty Greatwood. Green had bled away to a sickly violet and where once light was plentiful, now shadows seemed to swallow what dappled sunlight managed to make it through the leaves.
"Mmmm. I do too." Phoebe, arguably one of their oldest friends now, had a way of surviving everything thrown her way. 'Maybe Frey has put her into a chrysalis again." He suggests, though silently wonders if perhaps Sunjata—or Hotaru, even—might have more insight on their counterpart.
Lacing his fingers through Ronin's and squeezing, Remi glanced over his shoulder to follow the waters of the Stone Symphony as they crashed their way out to sea. "Well, less on their doorstep than they might once have been." He says, aiming for optimism.
"Mmmm. I do too." Phoebe, arguably one of their oldest friends now, had a way of surviving everything thrown her way. 'Maybe Frey has put her into a chrysalis again." He suggests, though silently wonders if perhaps Sunjata—or Hotaru, even—might have more insight on their counterpart.
Lacing his fingers through Ronin's and squeezing, Remi glanced over his shoulder to follow the waters of the Stone Symphony as they crashed their way out to sea. "Well, less on their doorstep than they might once have been." He says, aiming for optimism.
If love is everything, love is pain
Certain spirits are too bright to be tamed
Certain spirits are too bright to be tamed
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.
