& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?
without the dark stain of alphabets?
Remi hisses in a breath as if bracing for a slap. 'Maybe not. But I have been warned to keep away from you, Finn. And what you choose to show me might make that very difficult." Indeed, waking up with images of Finn's open ribcage sparkling like the cavernous inside of a pomegranate was going to follow him like a melody during his waking hours.
"When do we ever agree?" Remi wonders rhetorically, and it's with a sad resignation that his fingers do tighten around his fork. Beads of sweat the colour of dusk drip down from one temple as the Lullaby's lips part quite without his permission at the sight of Finn's heart. A moan slips from his lips before Remi has the sense to clench his teeth together. "October and Everest...they have no claim to your heart, then? Whatever you give to me, you take from them." Gods, but he can't resist; reaching out with his fingers, Remi plucks the sloping purple muscle. "Is there really so much of you to go around?"
"When do we ever agree?" Remi wonders rhetorically, and it's with a sad resignation that his fingers do tighten around his fork. Beads of sweat the colour of dusk drip down from one temple as the Lullaby's lips part quite without his permission at the sight of Finn's heart. A moan slips from his lips before Remi has the sense to clench his teeth together. "October and Everest...they have no claim to your heart, then? Whatever you give to me, you take from them." Gods, but he can't resist; reaching out with his fingers, Remi plucks the sloping purple muscle. "Is there really so much of you to go around?"
the lullaby
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.
