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?
"Just because I do not agree does not mean I do not understand." Remi counters, unable not to be mesmerized by the darkening of the blood on Sunjata's neck and shoulders such that he had to force his gaze away. Heaving out a sigh the alchemist ruffles an unhappy hand through his curls as he clenches his teeth together. Somewhere far off in the dreamscape some cliff or other falls into the sea and dissolves into black seafoam.
This conversation was past the point of being beneficial to either of them anymore, and yet Remi still felt the urge to linger. To what end even he didn't know, and so it was with a forced roll of his shoulders that he let his hold of Sunjata's dreamworld begin to fade.
What was there to say, though, as he left? Good luck? See you after? In the end all Remi could think to say was, "Thank you." For the Haven, for Mateo, before leaving Sunjata to his dream.
~FIN
This conversation was past the point of being beneficial to either of them anymore, and yet Remi still felt the urge to linger. To what end even he didn't know, and so it was with a forced roll of his shoulders that he let his hold of Sunjata's dreamworld begin to fade.
What was there to say, though, as he left? Good luck? See you after? In the end all Remi could think to say was, "Thank you." For the Haven, for Mateo, before leaving Sunjata to his dream.
~FIN
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.
