(se) eastbound

Anden

The Sun and the Moon
In an endless game of hide and seek

Her mom? If Anden squinted his eyes, and tilted his head just right, he could maybe see a passing resemblance between the straw doll and Aisha. It would be hard to capture her beauty in anything so small and inanimate though. Her skin was Sun-kissed, reminding Anden of the other half of life, the half beneath the Sun. A life that was always just out of reach for the Ascended. "Then, I'm sure it's beautiful."

Anden pulled one of his spikes from his back out, and sliced part of the inside of his jacket apart. He laid it out on the table infront of him. Clumping together some of the hay, Anden wrapped the piece of fabric around what would become Ludo's head. He didn't know much about the God, only that it was a mystery to most.

"It sounds like a fun time... When it's not tormenting us with our memories." Anden added with a frown.

The Sun and the Moon
In an endless game of hide and seek