little gods

REMI

the lullaby

'Do it feel like it is?' Remi wonders, head inclined softly to the side. 'If it was, your skin might feel itchy, or even numb.' He suggests with a helpful smile.

"All of them?" Remi implores with a suggestive raise of his eyebrows, looking down at the small snake as if all of Mateo's darkest secrets are about to be revealed. One of the best features of having a wildly naive child and being a demigod, was that at any moment they had absolutely no idea what you were capable of doing, or knowing.

'Well you found it in a tree, so that is a good reason to think that it's a trees-hands-in-snake." Folding his arms over his chest, the snake which had crawled up his wrist now making a steady ascent to his shoulder, Remi nods toward his son's chest. "Do you know why this snake wants to be against your skin?"

Maybe it's my fault for forgetting
Who I was when I was mine.

I've come to realize this one thing:
You couldn't fix what I couldn't find

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection