i'm a boat in the ocean, & my sails are broken
"It's letting all the light through until there's nowhere for the shadows to hide. So they're leaking out your eyes." Remi says this almost distractedly. It's a fact, a broken facet in the mirror he's looking at. But it isn't hard to fix. If a mirror is cracked, it doesn't need to be fixed, it needs to be broken. That way you have a hundred new mirrors.
It's the only way.
"I am already inside of you, remember?" Blue eyes looking up into the spaces between the trees where a ghost stood, evicted from his own body. "The ocean has swallowed the sun...so we have to get the fire from up there." Remi doesn't turn to look towards the mouth of the volcano. It whispers in his bones, but the sound stays there. All of his holes have been plugged with the eyes of the dead. "I thought you hated the water."
It's the only way.
"I am already inside of you, remember?" Blue eyes looking up into the spaces between the trees where a ghost stood, evicted from his own body. "The ocean has swallowed the sun...so we have to get the fire from up there." Remi doesn't turn to look towards the mouth of the volcano. It whispers in his bones, but the sound stays there. All of his holes have been plugged with the eyes of the dead. "I thought you hated the water."
THE LULLABY
give me an oar 'cause you're the shore that I've been trying to reach
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.
