she had magic in her eyes even the stars envied
Again Remi proves that he is too sweet, too giving, for this world. With endless optimism he thwarts her fears, seeing goodness on every horizon with a patience and hope that Amalia envies. She worries for him, a little bit, that the traumas he's suffered have never been faced, that he like her carries so much of the world that one day he might snap.
She worries that he is so busy being sunlight for the world, he might forget to warm himself.
Amalia smiles up at Remi from her place upon the roof, her chin resting thoughtfully on her knees, long hair a messy halo behind her. "I suppose that's true," the baker muses, pulling at a string on her pants. "I find it hard to live in the present, sometimes." The past is too heavy, the future too vast.
But she will try.
"You know... we've never been flying together," she remarks, dark eyes lighting as she smiles up at him. "Maybe we can fix that sometime"
She worries that he is so busy being sunlight for the world, he might forget to warm himself.
Amalia smiles up at Remi from her place upon the roof, her chin resting thoughtfully on her knees, long hair a messy halo behind her. "I suppose that's true," the baker muses, pulling at a string on her pants. "I find it hard to live in the present, sometimes." The past is too heavy, the future too vast.
But she will try.
"You know... we've never been flying together," she remarks, dark eyes lighting as she smiles up at him. "Maybe we can fix that sometime"
