REMI
the lullaby
Remi, with his strangest of parenting techniques, grins at Mateo and nods as he approaches, not wanting to scare away the friendly serpents that his son has found.
'Is it a friend?' The alchemist wants to know with an adoring smile. 'Perhaps it is trying to lull you into a false sense of safety before twining around your neck.' He points out. "Tell me, do you know what this species is called?" Everything is a learning moment, even these novel and bright moments where everything seems easy and safe.
Stretching out a hand for one of the small green 'vines', Remi allows the creature to coil around his wrist and then up his arm.
'Is it a friend?' The alchemist wants to know with an adoring smile. 'Perhaps it is trying to lull you into a false sense of safety before twining around your neck.' He points out. "Tell me, do you know what this species is called?" Everything is a learning moment, even these novel and bright moments where everything seems easy and safe.
Stretching out a hand for one of the small green 'vines', Remi allows the creature to coil around his wrist and then up his arm.
Maybe it's my fault for forgetting
Who I was when I was mine.
Who I was when I was mine.
I've come to realize this one thing:
You couldn't fix what I couldn't find
You couldn't fix what I couldn't find
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
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.
