Staying away from the crowd - there were a lot of Ascended here - Gideon got to work with his own sculpture. He had not brought much snow and would not count creativity among his talents, but he took to it with gusto anyway, building up a cone sort of shape from the ground with two lumps sticking out either side. Then, with one of the hats from his collection, one intended for the Festival of Lights in the style of ludo, black and ragged and long, topped it.
It was a tiny, snowman version of the God he followed, the best thing ever in his eyes. Gideon sat back, studied it and sighed. "This looks a bit shit." He mumbled to himself, then remembered to add: "....But I guess I'll live with it."
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Gideon makes a little Ludo out of snow and one of his silly hats.
