& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?
without the dark stain of alphabets?
With a cackle of intense joy, Five over-mimes eating as if a lack of understanding is what is keeping the food from making it into Eight's mouth. "Mmmhmm. We will lose our places at the head of the table and will watch different men take our place." Remi agrees, though something in the shine of his gaze makes it seem as if he doesn't believe this. That this version of him might be the end of his own line.
"Well, I know who you will become." The alchemist says knowingly, tilting his cup toward Finn. "A detective. Married, perhaps. Maybe even a sibling for Ever. And—" Looking up for a moment, he grins. "—I predict you will move out of Stormbreak." He adds, striving for an air of prophecy.
Five has nothing to cheers with, so he raises his drumstick, while everyone save for Nine reaches for a glass. 'At least we did it before it was too late.' Remi adds, before draining his glass.
"Well, I know who you will become." The alchemist says knowingly, tilting his cup toward Finn. "A detective. Married, perhaps. Maybe even a sibling for Ever. And—" Looking up for a moment, he grins. "—I predict you will move out of Stormbreak." He adds, striving for an air of prophecy.
Five has nothing to cheers with, so he raises his drumstick, while everyone save for Nine reaches for a glass. 'At least we did it before it was too late.' Remi adds, before draining his glass.
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.
