"Do not flatter yourself, Safrin. I am not yours." Ludo bounced another acorn between two wavering strips of fabric, its mask tilting down when the nut sailed out of reach and plopped harmlessly into the hoarfrost below. It didn't reply to her jibes, merely quivering in its wisps and tendrils of black, giving nothing away behind its mask. LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own |
Hollowing souls, blood on the breeze
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Spooky Rags
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