Boundaries

for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul

Remi stood on the Hollowed Ground's side of the demarcated line that once was the barrier. Now the earth was simply dead and dusty regardless of the season, making the line of what was considered law-breaking and what was not, all too clear.

Already the alchemist had ventured out, though he hadn't intended to break the new Queen's laws, he'd just...forgotten. Forgotten that once again there was a wall, that permission was needed, that he was no longer free. It made sense, and above all else, the fae hadn't wanted them in the woods anyways but...Glancing down at the line, Remi felt feathers appear in his curls and down his neck as he took a breath.

Closing his eyes, the alchemist released his pent up frustration, wondering just what was at the heart of this sudden feeling of annoyance.