& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?
without the dark stain of alphabets?
Giving the herald's hand a soft squeeze, it was hard not to fall into a paternal mindset walking with the god as he was, Remi shook his head. "Nor I." He agreed. Not unlike Ludo, the Lullaby wasn't necessarily sorry for all the things he had done which led him to this particular where and when. He was still the sort of man who would bind his soul to Ludo in order to save his friend, but unlike the Remi of the past, this iteration was far less likely to be surprised by the consequences of doing so.
Gazing around only vaguely for staring at any one thing too long left him feeling slightly dizzy, Remi glances down at the herald. "For you, maybe." He chuckles. "I have far less control here than I do in the Dreaming." With a look which normally would have painted the world in flakes of gold, precisely nothing at all happened.
Inhaling another non-breath, the Lullaby regards the herald's dark eyes as he nods. When Ludo had freed his son from their arrangement Remi had promised the raggedy god another favour. That it hadn't taken years before coming to collect was not entirely surprising. "I am listening."
Gazing around only vaguely for staring at any one thing too long left him feeling slightly dizzy, Remi glances down at the herald. "For you, maybe." He chuckles. "I have far less control here than I do in the Dreaming." With a look which normally would have painted the world in flakes of gold, precisely nothing at all happened.
Inhaling another non-breath, the Lullaby regards the herald's dark eyes as he nods. When Ludo had freed his son from their arrangement Remi had promised the raggedy god another favour. That it hadn't taken years before coming to collect was not entirely surprising. "I am listening."
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.
