lay a whisper on my pillow, leave the winter on the ground
He'd let Delphia worry about faith. All the Alchemist was worried about was not being seen too soon.
Walking through the woods in a body unable to physically affect the world around him was surreal to say the least, despite how often he'd done it now. His footsteps made no sound, his breath didn't stir the leaves around him, and his heartbeat resonated in his own ears only.
He'd been shown Delah's home before, on one of his earliest visits into these woods. Not that holding his breath changed much for him now, but as spirit!Remi slunk through the village, he did indeed hold his breath until his lungs screamed for relief. Glancing down at Tishy as if the kitten might give him some insight, he nodded towards Delah's door. It was locked of course, but that hardly stopped the Alchemist. Without allowing himself even a moment's hesitation, he let his magic take control.
In an instant, his spirit-body was upon Delah's, but no sooner had his form touched hers than he was in her. His spirit filled up her body, pressing out against her smaller frame, trying to wrestle her own spirit into submission while she was still pulling herself from sleep.
Your death-day is tomorrow warrior. Don't fight me on this. Ludo wants your soul collected tonight He tried to say, wondering if he could pulse emotions to her soul through his, the same way he could as an attuned.
Walking through the woods in a body unable to physically affect the world around him was surreal to say the least, despite how often he'd done it now. His footsteps made no sound, his breath didn't stir the leaves around him, and his heartbeat resonated in his own ears only.
He'd been shown Delah's home before, on one of his earliest visits into these woods. Not that holding his breath changed much for him now, but as spirit!Remi slunk through the village, he did indeed hold his breath until his lungs screamed for relief. Glancing down at Tishy as if the kitten might give him some insight, he nodded towards Delah's door. It was locked of course, but that hardly stopped the Alchemist. Without allowing himself even a moment's hesitation, he let his magic take control.
In an instant, his spirit-body was upon Delah's, but no sooner had his form touched hers than he was in her. His spirit filled up her body, pressing out against her smaller frame, trying to wrestle her own spirit into submission while she was still pulling herself from sleep.
Your death-day is tomorrow warrior. Don't fight me on this. Ludo wants your soul collected tonight He tried to say, wondering if he could pulse emotions to her soul through his, the same way he could as an attuned.
THE ALCHEMIST
i wake up lonely, this air of silence, in the bedroom and all around
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.
