[se] we come in waves

the lullaby

The urge to simply become a burning ball is quite strong indeed, if only because there's something powerfully tempting about knowing Isla could withstand the sort of fire that would reduce anyone else to ash. Unhealthy though it might be, the thought has Remi flushing slightly and it's like for the best that the colour of his cheeks was lost in the gold of Isla's hair.

'That is precisely what I say.' Remi agrees with a soft laugh. "And you have no idea how often it works." To this end, the ghostly appendage sticks its finger sharply into the sand, sending a jolting of pain up the Lullaby's arm.

"Or a fourth, or...fifth?" Was that how many chances they were at now? Snorting, Remi rolls his eyes and nods in emphatic agreement. "If I could un-demi god that I might never have to be involved in anything ever again, I would in an instant." He admits on the heels of a sigh. 'If we never see another war in our lifetime, it will be too soon.'

Raising his eyebrows, Remi only needs to consider for an instant before his smile is turning boyish and crooked. "Sorry about that. I suppose buying you lunch is the least I can do." Pulling back his wing and rolling his shoulders to reel them in completely, the Lullaby releases Isla completely that she mind not have to use him like a jungle gym to stand up.

You trace my lines, stirring my soul
shoot sparks at the heart of the world
& I watch it explode

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!