children of the rain and snow

"Yes please. I think I would like this. Perhaps I can help too." Ludo reached out with a tendril of its own rags to tickle at the puppet version of itself that Amalia controlled, though of course there was no tiny starwhale playing peekaboo with it. It did not seem ruffled at all by Jyoti's antics, thoroughly enjoying her exploration and playfulness as it spoke with her much more austere companion. It nodded at her question regarding the lanterns. "They created this shrine for these woods. There are other lanterns, too. The Fae bury the ones who have passed on with lanterns, so they might find Mort. I help too - but sometimes the Cait Sith will get in the way." Its voice grew a touch grave, as if mere mention of the creature had touched a nerve. Worse still was talk of the blight. "All will turn to rot and ruin," it said softly. "It is not I who can stop it, though. Not I and not Mort." It shook its head softly. LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own