REMI
the lullaby
Midnight seemed to be the best time to travel these days, with the sun-lit hours becoming nearly unbearable as they reached the height of LongHeat. With shifted eyes to see in the dark and the knowledge that he was usually the most deadly predator in any interaction, Remi had little to fear from wandering about the Wilds alone. So it was that as he stood before the giant hedge maze called the Queens Gambit (what Queen? he wondered), it was with his focus fixed intently on the foliage and not on his surroundings.
Frowning as he reaches out a hand—the one with only three fingers on it now—the alchemist gently touches a portion of the outer hedge, narrowing his eyes and exhaling thoughtfully. Reaching out to pluck a few leaves while muttering an apology, Remi wraps the flora in a bit of cloth before putting it into his pocket.
Frowning as he reaches out a hand—the one with only three fingers on it now—the alchemist gently touches a portion of the outer hedge, narrowing his eyes and exhaling thoughtfully. Reaching out to pluck a few leaves while muttering an apology, Remi wraps the flora in a bit of cloth before putting it into his pocket.
Maybe it's my fault for forgetting
Who I was when I was mine.
Who I was when I was mine.
I've come to realize this one thing:
You couldn't fix what I couldn't find
You couldn't fix what I couldn't find
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
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.
