REMI
the lullaby
I don't know who I am,
& I don't know who I'll be
& I don't know who I'll be
Ronin feels like a squishy chair at this point, for all the mental focus Remi's mind is affording him. The Lullaby only has eyes for the dragon, hovering like some sort of holy relic that might freeze away his ailment. Shakily he reaches a hand out as if wanting to make sure she isn't an illusion. As she nears he tries to shy away, but Ronin's arms around him, the huntsman an inferno against him as death flies towards him on wide and white wings that promise salvation.
The touch of her makes him cry out, and hastily he heaves the air back in as if he might take the sound back. Panting, his head collapses against her body as frost coats his eyelashes. Too much of this and his skin will burn with the cold, but he hardly cares. "I'm so sorry." He whispers to Sugar first, but the nudge of his shoulders backward against Ronin suggests that the Lullaby hasn't actually forgotten his partner.
"Ronin I think I'm losing my mind." He mutters through shaky and numb lips, his voice soft, clear, and unmistakably shattered with the knowledge of what he was becoming.
The touch of her makes him cry out, and hastily he heaves the air back in as if he might take the sound back. Panting, his head collapses against her body as frost coats his eyelashes. Too much of this and his skin will burn with the cold, but he hardly cares. "I'm so sorry." He whispers to Sugar first, but the nudge of his shoulders backward against Ronin suggests that the Lullaby hasn't actually forgotten his partner.
"Ronin I think I'm losing my mind." He mutters through shaky and numb lips, his voice soft, clear, and unmistakably shattered with the knowledge of what he was becoming.
But there's a light up in the attic
and i swear it's calling me
and i swear it's calling me
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.
