yours in the morning

the lullaby

And if the sky grows heavy
wrap your arms around me tight; we'll be alright

Dusk was threatening away the evening with deep purples and blues that bruised the sky. Already the moon was high and full, but up here as high as they were, the world felt far brighter than it had any right to be.

Standing on the edge of the cliff with his arms stretched out, Remi looks no more worried about the deathly drop to his right than a boy might when practicing tight-rope walking just a foot or so above the ground. Placing one foot carefully in front of the other, shadow-less the Lullaby is backlit by the moon making his edges appear silvery and sharp.

"The Flowerbirth god self-stranded in the desert." He mutters with a laugh. "Of all the things to find in that hole...I did not see that one coming."

If the ground gives way beneath us,
If we should fall to pieces
Find me where I first found you

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!