i wish I could say I am a light that never goes out.
but i flicker from time to time
but i flicker from time to time
There is little that makes Remi flinch these days, and though the tongues of fire that lick out from his husband's hands don't make him jump, the alchemist's fingers do twitch and then still in the earth. Though it's uncomfortable to say, Remi forces the clarification out with a slight shake of his head. "No." No Ronin, my offering is not my children; but those words are too hard to say. "I brought seeds, wrapped in a thin layer of bark to protect them from the elements and creatures that would eat them to stay fed during the cold." He mumbles, leaning back on his heels and pressing one knuckle against his eye. "But I am not sure it is good enough."
What were a few seeds to a herald as fickle as Frey and a god as distant as Rae? That the children he wanted protected were also twins was hardly a similarity that would keep them safe should Frey choose to continue his streak of bad luck and poor choices.
"Should I not have said anything?"
What were a few seeds to a herald as fickle as Frey and a god as distant as Rae? That the children he wanted protected were also twins was hardly a similarity that would keep them safe should Frey choose to continue his streak of bad luck and poor choices.
"Should I not have said anything?"
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.
