& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?
without the dark stain of alphabets?
Rolling his eyes adoringly, Remi is forced to nod in agreement. "I still remember when you and Ronin had to throw me into a pit to keep me contained while I worked through that shift. Now..." Glancing down at his hands, able to turn into claws, fire, or wisps of smoke now, Remi finds his smile turning somewhat crooked. "Now it isn't like anything at all." He muses a touch sadly.
Unreality begins to bend softly around them in hard-to-distinguish ways. The flowers grow in unsteady angles and are more brightly coloured than they have any right to be—though perhaps that has more to do with the warm light glowing softly from the east. All of this happens both quickly and glacially the way it is wont to do with dreams, and Remi at least, pays it no mind. "Well....I am not sure I would go that far." He replies with a grin as he places a large flower with a face like a dragon into his basket.
"We might have to build you a fence one of these days or you will have all manner of critters in your garden." Remi says, gesturing at their baskets.
Unreality begins to bend softly around them in hard-to-distinguish ways. The flowers grow in unsteady angles and are more brightly coloured than they have any right to be—though perhaps that has more to do with the warm light glowing softly from the east. All of this happens both quickly and glacially the way it is wont to do with dreams, and Remi at least, pays it no mind. "Well....I am not sure I would go that far." He replies with a grin as he places a large flower with a face like a dragon into his basket.
"We might have to build you a fence one of these days or you will have all manner of critters in your garden." Remi says, gesturing at their baskets.
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.
