In contrast, seeing Remi sparks everything in Isla - upon seeing the alchemist emerge from the woods, wild and haggard in the moonlight, breath she doesn't possess catches in her throat. Falling to a halt at the borders, wanting nothing more than to run across the perimeter but knowing better than to incite that sort of threat, she does little more than linger and shuffle her feet. Tears of fluid prickle in her eyes, and she offers him a wobbly sort of smile. ISLA pray for me pray to me |
good night, sweet prince
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