ludo
It has been a long, long time.
And they've walked quite a path together, have Ludo and Remi. From a lady with a lantern beckoning him at the edge of the woods to a unicorn's blood spilling across white sands, it's been a journey to remember.
Make no mistake, either: Ludo remembers.
The shrine around the Lullaby plunges into a darkness so absolute that it might well be the inside of Ludo's mask. Who is to tell, truly? And from the darkness the herald calls, and whether its response means it is in a good mood or a bad one remains to be seen.
"Come in."
And they've walked quite a path together, have Ludo and Remi. From a lady with a lantern beckoning him at the edge of the woods to a unicorn's blood spilling across white sands, it's been a journey to remember.
Make no mistake, either: Ludo remembers.
The shrine around the Lullaby plunges into a darkness so absolute that it might well be the inside of Ludo's mask. Who is to tell, truly? And from the darkness the herald calls, and whether its response means it is in a good mood or a bad one remains to be seen.
"Come in."
