all that was me, is gone

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own Remi might not be a quick learner, but he would be pleased to discover that Ludo did not - at least this time - have imminent death in mind for him. Not his own death, anyway. As the hawk plummeted into a dive after the pale deity, the distance between the shrine and the water would seem somehow... more. Infinitely more, like they were falling endlessly into some unknown sea. And perhaps it was unknown, for as the world opened in an endless expanse of ocean, the hawk would find himself gliding over the water towards what could only be described as a wreckage. Something had attacked the ship - pirates or a monster, it was unclear - but it was in pieces and quickly sinking. Small figures struggled and sank, scattered like dice around the shipwreck. Ludo stood on bare, black toes upon the waves, watching all unfold before them. "Drowning is not a quick death," it remarked.