wild in the silence; no way to make it right
Of all the letters Remi had ever expected to receive, never had he anticipated receiving one from himself. Having scowled and puzzled over the words for some time before shoving the letter into his pocket, the Lullaby went about the remainder of his day in the hopes that he’d either forget all about the instructions his past self had given him, or that the question of What To Do would simply become clear. Neither of these things happened as you can imagine, such that the entirety of the day was spent in a constant state of bewildered frustration that left the Lullaby tense and irritable.
Conveniently Ronin had been out the majority of the day, which left Remi to stomp around the Cordillera on his own. This hadn’t helped matters at all, such that when both dusk and the Supernova came to the Tramezzino, it would be to the Lullaby sitting broodily on their stoop with a picnic basket near one leg and a mess of blankets by the other.
“We are running away.” The Lullaby informs his husband. “Just for a day or so. And we are leaving these.” So saying he dangles his Finders Seekers charm before tossing it carelessly onto their porch.
Conveniently Ronin had been out the majority of the day, which left Remi to stomp around the Cordillera on his own. This hadn’t helped matters at all, such that when both dusk and the Supernova came to the Tramezzino, it would be to the Lullaby sitting broodily on their stoop with a picnic basket near one leg and a mess of blankets by the other.
“We are running away.” The Lullaby informs his husband. “Just for a day or so. And we are leaving these.” So saying he dangles his Finders Seekers charm before tossing it carelessly onto their porch.
THE LULLABY
i’ve been chasin the storm of a lovesick lonely lie
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.
