touch me and you'll never be alone

& i sing hallelujah, ripped through my veins

Remi was digging as much as he was planting. There was earth magic he could employ later to pacify the roots of the rose he was trying to plant, but for now, there was something immensely cathartic about the feeling of dirt beneath his long and large claws. Quite the sight to behold, Remi's massive form made the Mathair seem almost regularly sized in comparison. Standing nearly a meter and a half, even crouched down in the soul as he was the manticore was a strange sight indeed.

Whispering phrases of faith, pleas to anyone listening, and prayers to Vi and Rae should they be inclined to hear them, the alchemist dug and dug and dug, moving the earth in great sprays to reach the clay-like and fertile ground deep below. It took some doing especially given how frozen and hard the earth had become, but anxiety, heartache, and the muscular form he now inhabited made quick work of it.

i heard the hammer drop, my blood in the rain

Coding base by Sky!