the tightrope that i'm walking just sways and ties,
the devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes
the devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes
The spirit world was not like the regular one. Remi couldn't hear Delphia approach until she called out to him. Spinning around in a body that seemed weakly ignorant of physics, the Alchemist gave the demigoddess a stern looking, before his lips broke into a smile. "I should have known the Woods would bring you to me eventually." He said by way of greeting, before nodding her appraisal of him.
"I have indeed. My soul is...no longer my own. It's owned by Ludo now." Looking over his shoulder, where his physical body had all but melted into shadow now, he looked back to Delphia. "Is this...is this where you went, when we were out at sea?"
"I have indeed. My soul is...no longer my own. It's owned by Ludo now." Looking over his shoulder, where his physical body had all but melted into shadow now, he looked back to Delphia. "Is this...is this where you went, when we were out at sea?"
THE ALCHEMIST
but i just want to be there when the lightning strikes
& the saints go marching in
& the saints go marching in
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.
