& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?
without the dark stain of alphabets?
Remi mumbles something that sounds like you're welcome and nods, smiling to himself. Looking from Eight to Twelve, the alchemist doesn't bother to try and hide his crooked smile as the younger iterations of Finn dig into him. From there he looks to Fifteen and Twenty-One (not able to look at the latter for more than a second without blushing and turning back to Finn).
"And you said you had no gift for me." Remi replies, clucking his tongue and offering the Spyglass a wry smile. "It is nice to meet you all." He calls down the table, looking at each thoughtfully and respectfully, before turning back to Finn. "Who does each of them want to be?" The version to their right? Someone else completely?
"And you said you had no gift for me." Remi replies, clucking his tongue and offering the Spyglass a wry smile. "It is nice to meet you all." He calls down the table, looking at each thoughtfully and respectfully, before turning back to Finn. "Who does each of them want to be?" The version to their right? Someone else completely?
the lullaby
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.
