Like big balls of yarn [Seasonal Event]

As they started, Remi glanced nervously over his shoulders just once. But it was a long and lingering enough stare to fill the alchemist with a cold dread. He could see so clearly the look of sadness on his mother's face despite the distance between them, and could hear her words so clearly as if her lips were pressed against his ear. Indeed his muscles were reminded of the weight of her in his arms, and he shuddered and closed his eyes against the memory for just a moment. " You... you could see her too?" Remi asked, wondering if the madness of his mind was limited to just him, or if Ludo's trickery had poisoned the world as well. Every limping step was actually agony. There was no smooth way of limping forward even with the crutch, and it felt as though the wood of the arrow was serrated with fiery teeth that burned and needling at his flesh with every step. "I am alright." Remi lied, the sheen of pain-sweat on his forehead an indicator of that. remi sometimes love is war but sometimes you win