the lullaby
The way up and the way down are one in the same
I'm calling an audible late in the game
I'm calling an audible late in the game
"Perché—" Remi begins to answer, only for his son to toss something about ghosts into the mix, which has him squinting slightly. "A ghost? Well I can clear out a ghost without Finn needing to be there." He mumbles dismissively. There was no need for a bit of ghost-busting to warrant a dinner.
"I do not hate them, I—" Remi has been told many times that he is scary. Monsterous. Unchecked, reckless, etcetera, etcetera. But never has he been told that a child feels that way about him. A child that he would keep safe without question. "Perché Ever dice questo?" He wonders, leaning the rake against the trunk of the Mathair. This turns out to be a mistake as there's now nothing for Remi's restless fingers to fiddle with. Folding his arms across his chest—a gesture that certainly doesn't make him look any less scary—the Lullaby frowns, wondering what Finn must have said about him to his son, such that Everest now found him scary.
"I do not hate them, I—" Remi has been told many times that he is scary. Monsterous. Unchecked, reckless, etcetera, etcetera. But never has he been told that a child feels that way about him. A child that he would keep safe without question. "Perché Ever dice questo?" He wonders, leaning the rake against the trunk of the Mathair. This turns out to be a mistake as there's now nothing for Remi's restless fingers to fiddle with. Folding his arms across his chest—a gesture that certainly doesn't make him look any less scary—the Lullaby frowns, wondering what Finn must have said about him to his son, such that Everest now found him scary.
If love is everything, love is pain
Certain spirits are too bright to be tamed
Certain spirits are too bright to be tamed
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.
