will you come out and play?

The candies disappear into the ragged void, and whilst Weaver does not see them again, she will get the sensation that they are very much being enjoyed. The one you think of asked me the same question," it remarks, gazing as well down at the amulet that she produces. "My answer to you is the same as my answer to Maea. It is not possible for you to turn your back on how you were born. You might become more, but never less." It shakes its head. The weight lifts from Weaver's shoulders as the god moves, drifting down before her now. Its ragged form covers the candles and, by some miracle, does not catch fire. "Your second request is something I might do, however," it intones, a tendril snaking out as if asking her to show it the amulet. "Maea lives on in many such things now, it appears. You wish to carry this, perhaps, instead of your weapon, until you so choose?" LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own