right now everything you want is wrong
& right now all your dreams are waking up
& right now all your dreams are waking up
"But if we have no more firsts, then all we are left with is what we have already done." Remi points out, logically. Kindly. Peering through the shard and wishing Finn had picked up a bigger piece of him, the alchemist has to still his hands from reaching out for the Spyglass. Finn's hands are made of colours and bruises, but Remi's exist only in jagged edges capable of slitting throats and nooses alike.
The world is painted red as the ground and sky suddenly swap. Upside down now Remi finds himself pinned against sand that grows course as it becomes maroon-saturated and hot. "I am not in the Tower, Finn." The alchemist whines through a throat gone equally tight as Finn's. "We said we would try, remember?"
Slowly, the alchemist reaches up, though his fingers are too large to fit through the shard discarded in the sand. "I did what I said I would.
The world is painted red as the ground and sky suddenly swap. Upside down now Remi finds himself pinned against sand that grows course as it becomes maroon-saturated and hot. "I am not in the Tower, Finn." The alchemist whines through a throat gone equally tight as Finn's. "We said we would try, remember?"
Slowly, the alchemist reaches up, though his fingers are too large to fit through the shard discarded in the sand. "I did what I said I would.
The Lullaby
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.
