the bastion
How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
Straightening as he feels Sunjata's soul yield beneath his assault, gone are the days where the Bastion might have taken pleasure in so easily reducing the Flood to a state of complete helplessness. It's for your own good. He thinks, sea-glass stare able to pick out Sunjata's soul as it lingers briefly untethered.
The waters will cure you. Remi adds, as if that wasn't completely obvious by now.
Glancing over his shoulder to watch as Ronin and Deimos yeet the Flood's body into the water, Remi takes a few steps toward the Springs, trying to keep a handle on his emotions. Whatever Sunjata had or hadn't done on their trips to Starfall had been overshadowed by Flora (and Jack's) recent deaths, to the point that the Bastion could hardly focus but for the gnawing uncertainty that bloomed in the back of his mind.
Had Sunjata known about Pierce's attack?
Had he helped?
The waters will cure you. Remi adds, as if that wasn't completely obvious by now.
Glancing over his shoulder to watch as Ronin and Deimos yeet the Flood's body into the water, Remi takes a few steps toward the Springs, trying to keep a handle on his emotions. Whatever Sunjata had or hadn't done on their trips to Starfall had been overshadowed by Flora (and Jack's) recent deaths, to the point that the Bastion could hardly focus but for the gnawing uncertainty that bloomed in the back of his mind.
Had Sunjata known about Pierce's attack?
Had he helped?
If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known
For all you know, for all you've known
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.
