i have died everyday waiting for you
The gentle rustling of leaves in Ludo’s Woods stilled, as if the forest itself paused to breathe. A golden light began to suffuse the space around Talyson, warm and calm like sunlight breaking through a storm. Mort appeared amidst it, seated cross-legged on the soft earth, his dark curls catching the light in a way that seemed to hold every hue of dawn.
“Talyson,” Mort greeted, his voice as gentle as the sigh of a lullaby. His brown eyes were soft with understanding as they took in the courier’s shaking hands and the imprint of the wishbone against his skin. The god reached out, not toward the altar but toward Tal himself, a small, reassuring gesture. “Flora… She was with me,” Mort admitted softly, the words carrying no sting but the gentle cadence of a truth spoken with infinite care. “She came to my halls, and though her arrival was warmly received, she did not stay.”
level 12 reward used
“Talyson,” Mort greeted, his voice as gentle as the sigh of a lullaby. His brown eyes were soft with understanding as they took in the courier’s shaking hands and the imprint of the wishbone against his skin. The god reached out, not toward the altar but toward Tal himself, a small, reassuring gesture. “Flora… She was with me,” Mort admitted softly, the words carrying no sting but the gentle cadence of a truth spoken with infinite care. “She came to my halls, and though her arrival was warmly received, she did not stay.”
level 12 reward used
