took a fall from a windy height
Returning home, the journey taking far less time than it should have (the forest it seemed, wasn't up to its normal shenanigans tonight), Remi lands silently near the wagon. The moon was full and high in the sky and the night smelled so sweetly of autumn-decay that the Lullaby couldn't bring himself to go to bed quite yet.
You awake? Remi calls, his mental voice a whisper despite the complete uselessness of it. It was impossible to modulate the volume of his mental voice really, just like it was impossible to scream inside one's own head. It all just sort of filtered through just the same. Regardless, it was after midnight, and whispering, even silently, seemed appropriate. If there was no answer from his husband, Remi supposed he could always force himself to sleep and then slip into the Star's dreams where he might harass his husband equally well.
You awake? Remi calls, his mental voice a whisper despite the complete uselessness of it. It was impossible to modulate the volume of his mental voice really, just like it was impossible to scream inside one's own head. It all just sort of filtered through just the same. Regardless, it was after midnight, and whispering, even silently, seemed appropriate. If there was no answer from his husband, Remi supposed he could always force himself to sleep and then slip into the Star's dreams where he might harass his husband equally well.
i only knew how to hold on tight
& pray for love enough to last all night
& pray for love enough to last all night
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.
