REMI
the alchemist
You broke me like the dawn Breaks through the night
Without glancing up, the Alchemist nodded and added a 'head' to the hangman's block. "Try again." He said, before writing an 'R' below the block and crossing it out, to indicate the letter had been incorrectly guessed.
It was always hard to look at Ludo like this. Whatever instinctive and kind fragments of the man Remi had once been yearned to reach out for the youth, to wrap his fingers around the frostbitten toes and fingers, and to drape in cloth. It was precisely because his mind was so at odds with his instincts, reminding him that the cold didn't affect he god now, and that he hardly needed handouts from the Alchemist, that Remi found it hard to look fully at the god.
"Perhaps I am...but what use is a pristine canvas anyways, to someone like me?" He asked with a ghost of a smile. He, who was always covered in paint or charcoal or some other type of ink.
It was always hard to look at Ludo like this. Whatever instinctive and kind fragments of the man Remi had once been yearned to reach out for the youth, to wrap his fingers around the frostbitten toes and fingers, and to drape in cloth. It was precisely because his mind was so at odds with his instincts, reminding him that the cold didn't affect he god now, and that he hardly needed handouts from the Alchemist, that Remi found it hard to look fully at the god.
"Perhaps I am...but what use is a pristine canvas anyways, to someone like me?" He asked with a ghost of a smile. He, who was always covered in paint or charcoal or some other type of ink.
That didn't even know that it needed light
& I'm in love
& I'm in love
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.
