With Aoife nestled against him, Remi went to one of the various stalls to get for her a flower crown. He could make her one of course, but that was hardly in the spirit of the season. So after a moment's worth of bartering, the star-eyed girl was crowned with a circlet of honey suckle and small yellow flowers.
"Now where has your father gone, mmm?" Remi asked as Aoife's plump hands patted softly against his face, her fingers working into the unshaven hairs on his cheeks. "Getting wine you say?" He mused in response to her burbles of delight. "Well I certainly hope that he is."
"Now where has your father gone, mmm?" Remi asked as Aoife's plump hands patted softly against his face, her fingers working into the unshaven hairs on his cheeks. "Getting wine you say?" He mused in response to her burbles of delight. "Well I certainly hope that he is."
we were ring-around-the-rosy children, they were circles around the sun
never give up, never slow down, never grow old,
never, ever die young
never give up, never slow down, never grow old,
never, ever die young
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.
