reaching out across the sea

REMI

the alchemist

there's a feeling i get when i look to the west,
& my spirit is crying for leaving.

Remi frowns for a long moment, saying nothing. His face doesn't quite grow pale, but something in his expression hards. Only when he tugs in a slow breath does he seem to come back to himself. "I had never thought about that...about those who had died in other places, but..Ludo...whether it was memories or the real thing somehow, has shown me my mother often." His sad smile suggesting she was no longer alive. "Perhaps...perhaps things are not without hope. If I ever see Mort again, I will ask him for you."

Glancing down at her, petite and unwavering, the alchemist allows for the ghost of a smile before shaking his head. "If that is the metaphor we are going with, so be it. But not all gifts are good." More aptly he supposes, if this place is a gift, then he is just the courier. "Well, if ever it is me who Ludo sends for you, I will make sure we come back here." To this place. This tree.

Remi's smile is one that suggests he disagrees. He does of course, but arguing over death..over taking lives...what use is it? What good would it possibly do to convince Hotaru? So instead the alchemist just nods without conviction, turning from the tree to take in the rest of the landscape.

"It really is beautiful here. We can stay as long as you like, though..time does not necessarily move the same here."

in my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
& the voices of those who stand looking.