Laying to Rest

"And knowledge is power, so the saying goes. It is only right that such knowledge should be a gift." Ludo's voice echoed all around, fading still, though the offering that Phoebe had brought gave it pause. The trees rustled again with a breeze that the midwife would not feel; a tone that sounded almost like a god sighing. "Thank you. Farewell, sweetling," it murmured as she walked from the shrine. Though the ragged deity still did not appear, once Phoebe had left and all was quiet, there was a flicker of movement about the forest floor. And the little stuffed bunny trembled, warped and shook itself, until with a pop! it landed on four fluffy paws, nose twitching. Translucent and ethereal, this was no living thing - that was not Ludo's way - but the bunny seemed happy enough. Snuffling about the candle and pausing to scratch one floppy ear, it eventually hopped away into the woods. {END} LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own