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?
Remi winces as if overcome by a sudden bout of nausea to hear himself referred to, even if only momentarily, as Mr Lullaby. "Remi is fine." He interjects a touch stiffly, turning towards the dragon like he might block Tal out altogether. "Mmmmmhmm." Remi hums without much conviction, regarding the tiny predator with approval.
"So you are an accepted, then." He says, maybe more to himself and Boreal than to Tal, but definitely loud enough for the other man to hear. Raising an eyebrow, Remi glances over his shoulder as if to confirm this. "Have you made any allegiances to a god in particular..?" It might sound like a question out of the blue, but for those able to put together the pieces, what Remi was really asking was how great of a chance there would be of Tal suddenly channeling Remi if the man was indebted to Ludo.
"So you are an accepted, then." He says, maybe more to himself and Boreal than to Tal, but definitely loud enough for the other man to hear. Raising an eyebrow, Remi glances over his shoulder as if to confirm this. "Have you made any allegiances to a god in particular..?" It might sound like a question out of the blue, but for those able to put together the pieces, what Remi was really asking was how great of a chance there would be of Tal suddenly channeling Remi if the man was indebted to Ludo.
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.
