you trace my lines, stirring my soul
"Okay.." Long-distance wouldn't be easy, but with these abilities at their disposal, it might just be bearable. Snuggled up next to Ronin, the Star's heat easing the tension out of his muscles and the slow rhythmic breathing of his husband helping to quiet his own, Remi really did think it might be possible.
Of course, he'd only have such thoughts when they were like this. Reality would be like a nightmare from which only dreaming could provide any respite. Unlike when he was blind, the world would not lose colour. Food would not lose it's flavour, and the world would indeed go on. That's what would make it worse: that reality cared so little for the heaviness of the Lullaby's heart.
"It's you, for me." Remi whispers as this second-sleep takes him.
~FIN
Of course, he'd only have such thoughts when they were like this. Reality would be like a nightmare from which only dreaming could provide any respite. Unlike when he was blind, the world would not lose colour. Food would not lose it's flavour, and the world would indeed go on. That's what would make it worse: that reality cared so little for the heaviness of the Lullaby's heart.
"It's you, for me." Remi whispers as this second-sleep takes him.
~FIN
THE ALCHEMIST
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.
