the lullaby
How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
'You're too good to me.' Remi murmurs gratefully as Vai mops his brow. "I was just thinking about a magic that made it so I could not feel pain, but..." Shaking his head and rolling his eyes at himself, he sighs. "I don't think that would be good for me."
Finding Vai's magic much more tolerable, Remi watches as his skin considers knitting itself back together. Resisting the urge to scratch, it's the removal of the infection that makes him exhale with relief. Rotating his shoulder slightly to ease the stiffness, Remi flexes his remaining fingers experimentally. "Now I will only be able to count to 8." He laments, before grinning.
Mention of the twins gives him pause. "Explain what? That their father is a reckless idiot who will likely get himself killed one day, but don't worry, he won't actually die?"
Finding Vai's magic much more tolerable, Remi watches as his skin considers knitting itself back together. Resisting the urge to scratch, it's the removal of the infection that makes him exhale with relief. Rotating his shoulder slightly to ease the stiffness, Remi flexes his remaining fingers experimentally. "Now I will only be able to count to 8." He laments, before grinning.
Mention of the twins gives him pause. "Explain what? That their father is a reckless idiot who will likely get himself killed one day, but don't worry, he won't actually die?"
If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known
For all you know, for all you've known
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.
