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
Her small body was...big. Bigger than Aoife's. She smelled differently too, wriggled differently, sounded differently. And you know what? It made Remi relax instantly. Part of him worried that she'd be too similar, that every moment in her presence would be a tortured reminder of what he lost. But just now, it wasn't so.
Pulling her against him, one arm wrapping around her shuddering frame as she continued to wail, Remi could only shrug with awkward agreement. " Mmm, that would have been nice. But it wasn't to be." Reflixively almost, one of his hands began to smooth down her curls. "I would tell you that one day it will make more sense, but I'm far older than you are, and I still don't really understand it."
Pulling her against him, one arm wrapping around her shuddering frame as she continued to wail, Remi could only shrug with awkward agreement. " Mmm, that would have been nice. But it wasn't to be." Reflixively almost, one of his hands began to smooth down her curls. "I would tell you that one day it will make more sense, but I'm far older than you are, and I still don't really understand it."
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.
