the lullaby
How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
That the Cathedral boasted a high rocky ceiling caused a steady trail of mist from Frey's Breath to constantly flow into the open space before rising upwards. Caught on the black stone it would coalesce and form stalactites, which in turn would form stalagmites. Like giant teeth protruding around the 'pews', the partial mist and shimmer of light caught on the obsidian would give clever minds reason to pause and consider turning back.
With a towel draped loosely around his waist and his barefoot slapping against the stone floor, there was no hesitation on Remi's part as he followed the whorls of steam. "When you think about it, given how both are made, there really is not much of a difference between tea and gin." He calls over his shoulder, frowning at the echo of his voice and nearly dropping the pot of blushberry tea he held because of a particularly phallic stalagmite in his path.
With a towel draped loosely around his waist and his barefoot slapping against the stone floor, there was no hesitation on Remi's part as he followed the whorls of steam. "When you think about it, given how both are made, there really is not much of a difference between tea and gin." He calls over his shoulder, frowning at the echo of his voice and nearly dropping the pot of blushberry tea he held because of a particularly phallic stalagmite in his path.
If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known
For all you know, for all you've known
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.
