walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
"I think I can do that." The Alchemist agrees, most of the tension having faded from his shoulders. There is much he still carries around, old wounds and ghosts he can't seem to shake (or doesn't want to). But for now, it's easy enough to just ignore it all and wander through the market with Amalia.
He is softly bemused by how she picks out all the things that are different here, he shrugging along easily enough finding the change rather nice. They stick to surface-level conversations, never wandering too deep into stormy waters. All in all it makes for a rather pleasant afternoon, and quickly as the sun begins to fade, it's time to walk the baker back to the portal and for the Alchemist to return home himself.
~FIN
He is softly bemused by how she picks out all the things that are different here, he shrugging along easily enough finding the change rather nice. They stick to surface-level conversations, never wandering too deep into stormy waters. All in all it makes for a rather pleasant afternoon, and quickly as the sun begins to fade, it's time to walk the baker back to the portal and for the Alchemist to return home himself.
~FIN
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.
