The higher I climb the farther I fall when I do
Similarly, Remi does not peer too deeply into the mixture of colours burning out from his husband as their lips meet. That was all for tomorrow. Tomorrow he and his past self could tell him what he'd done and who he'd forgotten. "Thank you, for whatever your part in this was." He murmurs, knowing that there was more to it than letter writing and staying at home, surely.
"Of course I will help. Oria too, probably. Something tells me this is right up her alley" The Woods don't seem intent on keeping the pair out any later that evening, such that their houseboat comes into view far more quickly than it had any right to. "I am not sure who I will make a lantern for this year. To be honest, there is no one who is gone that I am inclined to see again." Not Aoife nor his mother, certainly.
"Maybe Rexanna? Especially with Bastien gone..."
"Of course I will help. Oria too, probably. Something tells me this is right up her alley" The Woods don't seem intent on keeping the pair out any later that evening, such that their houseboat comes into view far more quickly than it had any right to. "I am not sure who I will make a lantern for this year. To be honest, there is no one who is gone that I am inclined to see again." Not Aoife nor his mother, certainly.
"Maybe Rexanna? Especially with Bastien gone..."
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.
