I breathe disaster

sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man

"Well. You said before you did not know where to start. Maybe start there." For perhaps the first time though, the alchemist didn't push. He merely let Loren feel whatever it was on his own. There was only so much the alchemist could do, and based on everything the summoner had said, perhaps a good deal of what he needed was just to muddle through it himself.

Watching as the Spark Bird feather flit to the ground, where it touched the bits of grasses Remi had created, it immediately burst into flame. Only the memory snow provided any sort of barrier. With an ungraceful yelp, Remi shot to his feet trying to tug Loren with him as the fire raced towards the path of greenery upon which they had been kneeling.

sometimes love is a soft touch, or a line drawn in the sand

Coding base by Sky!