ISLA
”Here sounds good. I don’t know what time yet but you can bet I’ll send you a letter when I next get some free evenings.” She beams at him, wisely removing her hands as he snaps his teeth - even playfully, she knows Remi better than to put her fingers in his mouth. But then wings are sprouting and he is pulling her closer, Isla raising her eyebrows to hear that she’s warm.
”I think you might just be very cold,” she objects, and were it not for the fact that she knows the Lullaby won’t get hypothermia (not with his endurance), she might be a little bit worried. At least they’re well on their way to the shore. Will she go back to the Grounds right away though? ”I probably ought to get back before dawn. The infirmary won’t run itself.”
”I think you might just be very cold,” she objects, and were it not for the fact that she knows the Lullaby won’t get hypothermia (not with his endurance), she might be a little bit worried. At least they’re well on their way to the shore. Will she go back to the Grounds right away though? ”I probably ought to get back before dawn. The infirmary won’t run itself.”
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
