for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul
The alchemist could feel his smile, wide and unfettered stretching warmly across his face. The rings they offered each other were exquisite, and in the back of Remi's mind he wondered if Deimos hadn't usurped him as the Hollowed Grounds ring-designer. That, or maybe the Sword simply wanted to practice his skills before making his own rings..
"Well then." Turning to them both, biting the inside of his lip hard enough to halt the flow of tears that wanted to run down from his own eyes, he beamed at both Rex and Bastien. "Together you both shall be." No, until the day you die, for he wasn't sure that ascendeds did die in the traditional sense. Not, in sickness and in health, for that too they were above. Instead, it was merely together.
And when in love, together, would be enough.
"Well then." Turning to them both, biting the inside of his lip hard enough to halt the flow of tears that wanted to run down from his own eyes, he beamed at both Rex and Bastien. "Together you both shall be." No, until the day you die, for he wasn't sure that ascendeds did die in the traditional sense. Not, in sickness and in health, for that too they were above. Instead, it was merely together.
And when in love, together, would be enough.
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.
