the lullaby
i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand
because I don't think they'd understand
The flight back had been more or less silent. Not only was it easier to simply think and feel down the attuned bond to one another, but really, what was there to say? Sorry about Haai, or What a fucking monster, huh? Remi had only murmured to Sunjata that it did get better, knowing from experience the cavernous hole losing a companion left. Not everything healed, the alchemist had decided, but every wound did close. Eventually.
"I don't—" He did know where the snow came from obviously, but having spent so many years in Torchline and then in Stormbreak, being caught in the snowfall here felt so much more organic and natural somehow.
Shaking out his own wings, Remi looks up into the hazy sky seeing nothing at all but a shifting vista of white. "Gods I don't know why, but I feel so sad." The Lullaby wonders, his expression soft and his wings crumpling.
"I don't—" He did know where the snow came from obviously, but having spent so many years in Torchline and then in Stormbreak, being caught in the snowfall here felt so much more organic and natural somehow.
Shaking out his own wings, Remi looks up into the hazy sky seeing nothing at all but a shifting vista of white. "Gods I don't know why, but I feel so sad." The Lullaby wonders, his expression soft and his wings crumpling.
when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am
i just want you to know who I am
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.
