our hopes and expectations

Ludo practically purred as it was fussed over and tucked so close to Mort, content to be in his presence over anything else for the next... oh, eternity or so. As they surged upwards it watched the souls that were finally able to leave its keeping, feeling strangely light and unburdened now that it had completed its purpose. "I don't know," it said of the stars. "I believe one was a gift, for a mortal. The other is the mortal himself. She took their child from you, also." It couldn't help but sound grumpy about that, still. "Can you get them down? They belong with you." LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own