& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?
without the dark stain of alphabets?
Around her, Remi's arms begin to shake as all of the muscles in his body tense at once as if to keep steady the floodgates of his emotions which are badly fracturing. "Gods, I should be the one comforting you." He says through a gasp that vaguely resembles a wilted laugh. Wanting to decimate an entire forest with his sorrow, Remi does as much as he can to remain soft and gentle. "I do not want you to go." He cries, softly and perhaps unfairly.
Pressing his teeth together, Remi shoots a helpless look up into the sky. "I hope you know how loved you are. In all pockets of this stupid world, you have been so very loved." Returning his gaze to her, Remi forces out the words around the sob in his throat. "Your strength and kindness...your cunning...it..." Gods why hadn't he planned out what he wanted to say? Why hadn't he written the words in stars for her to read instead of blubbering just a few feet from her doorstep?
"...you.." He tries again, shivering. "...will never be forgotten.."
Pressing his teeth together, Remi shoots a helpless look up into the sky. "I hope you know how loved you are. In all pockets of this stupid world, you have been so very loved." Returning his gaze to her, Remi forces out the words around the sob in his throat. "Your strength and kindness...your cunning...it..." Gods why hadn't he planned out what he wanted to say? Why hadn't he written the words in stars for her to read instead of blubbering just a few feet from her doorstep?
"...you.." He tries again, shivering. "...will never be forgotten.."
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.
