we are like birds of a feather, we are two hearts thrown together
Out in the water was a boy on a raft. The raft was poorly built, but so it goes when you're only young and want to do everything yourself. On the top of the raft's 'mast', sits a pale hawk. Every now and then it rises off of its perch and tugs on a thick chord. Doing so adjusts the little raft's trajectory in the water, while the boy below cackles and paddles away valiantly.
Back on the beach are the boy's shoes and clothing. A bit farther away—Remi had had to chase after Mateo and strip as he ran—are a pair of threadbare shorts and a perfectly new and clean-looking white t-shirt.
Back on the beach are the boy's shoes and clothing. A bit farther away—Remi had had to chase after Mateo and strip as he ran—are a pair of threadbare shorts and a perfectly new and clean-looking white t-shirt.
THE ALCHEMIST
we will be forever as one, my brother under the sun
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.
