[say]”Rules are made for bending and shaping. What good are rules if they cannot be reconsidered from time to time?”[/say] Indeed, Ludo gestured as if to invite Remi to flick one of its own pieces into the sea to level the playing field. (Though the consequences should he take up that idea remained to be seen). Pausing before the alchemist at the offer to die made so offhand, Ludo’s mask would seem to ignite with a smile far too wide to be considered human.
[say]”Be careful with your words, sweetling, lest they become writ in stone and blood,”[/say] it cautioned, before letting out what damn near counted as a giggle at the alchemist’s words. [say]”You were good and kind because you wanted to change the world? No wonder you are miserable,”[/say] it said, continuing to circle Remi.
As he closed his eyes and his shoulders sagged so, he would feel not rags upon them, but hands, warm and traitorously familiar. [say]”You changed the world for her,”[/say] said Isla, gently. [say]”For every breath she took, the world was better for your being in it.”[/say]
[say]”Be careful with your words, sweetling, lest they become writ in stone and blood,”[/say] it cautioned, before letting out what damn near counted as a giggle at the alchemist’s words. [say]”You were good and kind because you wanted to change the world? No wonder you are miserable,”[/say] it said, continuing to circle Remi.
As he closed his eyes and his shoulders sagged so, he would feel not rags upon them, but hands, warm and traitorously familiar. [say]”You changed the world for her,”[/say] said Isla, gently. [say]”For every breath she took, the world was better for your being in it.”[/say]
