the lullaby
The way up and the way down are one in the same
I'm calling an audible late in the game
I'm calling an audible late in the game
"Lo capisco..." {chitter, scratch, scratch, scratch} "..Beh, non posso farci nulla, a meno che..." {squeak! scratch, scratch, scratch} "Ascoltate, dipende da voi. " Said matter of factly, Remi sighs and crosses his arms.
Midway up one of the towering trees which populated the Greatwood, was a fox tangled in a heap of hanging vines. It looked young and malnourished, and had it not been for the dull brown of its eyes, Remi might have thought it was Fiadh on first inspection. "Bisogna stare fermi." He whispered reassuringly, raising his hands only to have the fix twist and try and nip at him. "So che odore ho, ma non ti farò del male." He tried again, though the fox remained unconvinced.
Sighing, the alchemist rubbed at the back of his neck and looked up the length of the tree, wondering just how many hanging vines he'd have to carve away and kill if he couldn't get the fox to settle.
Midway up one of the towering trees which populated the Greatwood, was a fox tangled in a heap of hanging vines. It looked young and malnourished, and had it not been for the dull brown of its eyes, Remi might have thought it was Fiadh on first inspection. "Bisogna stare fermi." He whispered reassuringly, raising his hands only to have the fix twist and try and nip at him. "So che odore ho, ma non ti farò del male." He tried again, though the fox remained unconvinced.
Sighing, the alchemist rubbed at the back of his neck and looked up the length of the tree, wondering just how many hanging vines he'd have to carve away and kill if he couldn't get the fox to settle.
If love is everything, love is pain
Certain spirits are too bright to be tamed
Certain spirits are too bright to be tamed
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.
