Finding the Balance

Perhaps the future would see Ludo adrift in the moonlight, wielding a toy scythe and pretending to steal the souls of crops... but tonight was not that night. (Unfortunately). It listened intently as she spoke, and her supplication did much to soothe an ego easily bruised, a personality as fickle as it was childish. "It has been tried before," it said. "The containment of the Voice and her ilk was a last resort, not a first attempt. Binding, reasoning, subservience and more - all were tried before war became inevitable," it explained. "Do not attempt to barter, for she will turn you to the ways of her 'bright ones' if given half a chance. We cannot afford to allow the Ascended threat to continue to grow." LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own