REMI
the alchemist
there's a feeling i get when i look to the west,
& my spirit is crying for leaving.
& my spirit is crying for leaving.
Safrin's recent actions had been the final straw. For all that Ronin had given to the goddess over the years, that he was now being made to feel guilty for not giving enough was one thing, but that the Nova didn't even know the full story was no longer something Remi could abide. While he wouldn't risk the life of their son, he couldn't keep his thoughts caged any longer.
Having been in the Greatwood recently with Jude, Remi had opted to stop at the shrine within Ludo's woods rather than venturing back to Torchine. The Greatwood had always felt like home, and for all the trauma the herald had caused him in these woods, still they were too familiar to abandon completely.
So, with a piece of paper and a hanged-man drawn upon it (there were 5 blank spaces awaiting letters), Remi set down the little game and waited for the herald to arrive.
Having been in the Greatwood recently with Jude, Remi had opted to stop at the shrine within Ludo's woods rather than venturing back to Torchine. The Greatwood had always felt like home, and for all the trauma the herald had caused him in these woods, still they were too familiar to abandon completely.
So, with a piece of paper and a hanged-man drawn upon it (there were 5 blank spaces awaiting letters), Remi set down the little game and waited for the herald to arrive.
in my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
& the voices of those who stand looking.
& the voices of those who stand looking.
