and my heart ran away with me
How that thread remains golden despite how each of them have cut their palms into bloody ribbons holding onto it, is beyond Remi. But he can see it now just as clearly as he'd seen it the day Ronin had died, and he'd never stop reaching for it.
'Forever, if you like.' The Lullaby agrees, wishing this could all be wiped away as easily as their tears. But because it could not, he doesn't bother to dry their cheeks and instead continues to clumsily kiss the Huntsman's face.
Hours or maybe centuries go by, their picnic grows stale, and Aoife is dead even though the twins are still alive. Even though somewhere not terribly far away Mateo is having the time of his life. It's cruel and unfair and lonely, which is why the two men decide to make their way home separately; not because they've had enough of each other's company, but because sometimes grief demands to be dealt with solo.
~FIN
'Forever, if you like.' The Lullaby agrees, wishing this could all be wiped away as easily as their tears. But because it could not, he doesn't bother to dry their cheeks and instead continues to clumsily kiss the Huntsman's face.
Hours or maybe centuries go by, their picnic grows stale, and Aoife is dead even though the twins are still alive. Even though somewhere not terribly far away Mateo is having the time of his life. It's cruel and unfair and lonely, which is why the two men decide to make their way home separately; not because they've had enough of each other's company, but because sometimes grief demands to be dealt with solo.
~FIN
remi
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.
