wild in the silence; no way to make it right
The boy will feel berries appearing in his hands, ripe and plump, and just as he remembered them. "Pretty good, huh?" He asks. Smiling brightly, Remi nods his head slightly and sits down, motioning for the boy to join him.
"May I?" He asks, waiting for approval before popping one of the berries into his mouth. They wouldn't actually nourish, likely disappearing out of their bodies within an hour, but it didn't matter. So long as the child's last moments were as sweet as the fruit, that was all the Lullaby was concerned with. "My name is Remi, by the way. What's yours?"
"May I?" He asks, waiting for approval before popping one of the berries into his mouth. They wouldn't actually nourish, likely disappearing out of their bodies within an hour, but it didn't matter. So long as the child's last moments were as sweet as the fruit, that was all the Lullaby was concerned with. "My name is Remi, by the way. What's yours?"
THE ALCHEMIST
i’ve been chasin the storm of a lovesick lonely lie
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.
