inside a dream

Melita's exuberance rubbed off on the deity before her, and the shells would all but erupt out of her hands to play through the air in energetic patterns about Ludo. It rose with them, rags all a-flutter, to watch them as they danced and turned. "Thank you, sweetling," it said. "A fine offering, indeed. Now what can I do for you? Not many from within the barrier have come so far into the woods to pray." LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own