LUDO?
So this person lived at the top of the Spire.
Which was incredibly daft, dumb, and ridiculous to the little masked Ludo, it’s head pinpointed upwards, staring blankly at the impossible ascension. Were this particular trick-or-treater an Attuned, it might’ve worked in their favor (a whole host of tricks in the back of their mind; some involving dropping in completely unannounced). But it wasn’t – and a petulant sigh rampaged through the pretense and disguise.
Long way then.
A steady march up long, long flights of stairs, an irritation building behind the unknown individual’s brow, brewing more and more the higher it climbed. Maybe they’d be the one to bestow the treachery, and heave this moron off the Spire. At least it’d be entertaining.
It finally made it to the top, taking a moment to recover lost breath, before declaring their arrival loudly on top of the stupid tower. “Trick-or-treat!”
Which was incredibly daft, dumb, and ridiculous to the little masked Ludo, it’s head pinpointed upwards, staring blankly at the impossible ascension. Were this particular trick-or-treater an Attuned, it might’ve worked in their favor (a whole host of tricks in the back of their mind; some involving dropping in completely unannounced). But it wasn’t – and a petulant sigh rampaged through the pretense and disguise.
Long way then.
A steady march up long, long flights of stairs, an irritation building behind the unknown individual’s brow, brewing more and more the higher it climbed. Maybe they’d be the one to bestow the treachery, and heave this moron off the Spire. At least it’d be entertaining.
It finally made it to the top, taking a moment to recover lost breath, before declaring their arrival loudly on top of the stupid tower. “Trick-or-treat!”
It's a me...maybe
