// heart strung, young and dumb, yeah we had no fear
way back when we said we'd both be millionaires //
way back when we said we'd both be millionaires //
Remi’s instruction, the call over his shoulder stills her a decent amount, the Artificer glancing between her makeshift lightning rod and the lightning that encases the shrine. And when her head shifts back toward the lightning rod, finishing up with it despite Remi’s comments… Well, the lightning dies down. She stands, abandoning her plan to move and stand beside Amalia and Gideon, wetting her lips briefly as she sucks in a deep breath.
“I don’t trust the silence… There may be something else.” Sera suggests, worrying at her lower lip before her attention flickers to Remi. “But I agree with Gideon, if you wish to do the honors Remi.” She’d support him with whatever he chose to do.
“I don’t trust the silence… There may be something else.” Sera suggests, worrying at her lower lip before her attention flickers to Remi. “But I agree with Gideon, if you wish to do the honors Remi.” She’d support him with whatever he chose to do.
Seraphina
