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?
It's a difficult thing at times, to be so strong. Remi merely clenching his fists had the ability to break fingers or wrists, never mind the damage he could do with one uncontrolled outburst of anger. So it was that the Lullaby merely closed his eyes tightly and exhaled a long and slow breath. "I do not think you ever would." He confirms on his exhale such that his voice caused the plume of white to warble. Sensing movement, Remi opens his eyes and looks at Maeve's naked hand. Smiling weakly the alchemist takes it, his thumb brushing against her palm.
"A falling star is the only thing that can kill him, just as love is all that can kill me." Remi explains. "I do not worry about you, Maeve.." Turning slightly that he might properly peer into her eyes, the pair of them looking like lovers beneath the stars were it not for the hardened expression on Remi's face. "But if someone were to take it?" The corners of his lips twitch upwards but there's no warmth in the smile that fleetingly appears on his face.
"A falling star is the only thing that can kill him, just as love is all that can kill me." Remi explains. "I do not worry about you, Maeve.." Turning slightly that he might properly peer into her eyes, the pair of them looking like lovers beneath the stars were it not for the hardened expression on Remi's face. "But if someone were to take it?" The corners of his lips twitch upwards but there's no warmth in the smile that fleetingly appears on his face.
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.
