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Ludo came to our rescue at the beach, didn’t ‘e? It’s the first sign’a someone actually listenin’ to me, so I, for whatever reason, decide to try again. An’ now that I’ve got this Sea Panther Horn thing, an’ Remi makin’ a hilt for it, I can ‘ave a proper weapon.
A fancy weapon.
Hoa stays at home this time, but I bring the little finger trap sleeve again as my offering an’ lay it down on the altar in front’a me. I’m ‘onestly not expectin’ anything from it, those bitter feelings welling back up again as I stare at the toy and the too-silent Gods. “Ludo?” I ask into the quiet, candle-lit night. “I could use your help with somethin’.” It sounds terrible, actually, so I add a “Please,” to the end of it an’ brace myself for another fuckin’ spirit.
A fancy weapon.
Hoa stays at home this time, but I bring the little finger trap sleeve again as my offering an’ lay it down on the altar in front’a me. I’m ‘onestly not expectin’ anything from it, those bitter feelings welling back up again as I stare at the toy and the too-silent Gods. “Ludo?” I ask into the quiet, candle-lit night. “I could use your help with somethin’.” It sounds terrible, actually, so I add a “Please,” to the end of it an’ brace myself for another fuckin’ spirit.
