This is the long forgotten light at the end of the world
In the midst of a stolen mouthful of fried chicken, Seren chewed hurriedly and licked the grease from her fingers as she nodded.
"Mhm, yeah. The lanters are for remembering the dead. It's tradition to place a lantern on your doorstep when someone dies, so that Ludo can find them and guide their souls to Mort's halls. For the Festival of Lights, we craft them in remembrance, and in the hope that we might be given a chance to meet them again. The lantern that catches Ludo's eye might do just that, so everyone puts great care and effort into making them."
Balancing her overfilled tray between her hands, she followed her friend to a more secluded corner, where they could sit and eat and work on their projects without the press of other people. Seren felt a little bad to be ignoring both her family and other friends, but she told herself that she could meet them any old time she wanted. Sah was a rare treat, and she had every intention of enjoying this while it lasted.
"As for the dolls... those are for Ludo," she smiled. Leaning down to offer Lilly a pat on the head, Seren soon returned her gaze to Sah as she explained. "I think it gets lonely, to be honest. Who pays attention to death except to keep it at bay, to stave it off or bemoan its coming? This is Ludo's season, and this is our chance to approach Mort's Herald, not with fear or dread but playfullness and curiosity. That's my take on it, at least. I'm sure there might be more complex reasons behind it." Or it might be simpler than even that; maybe Ludo just liked dolls. Who knew, with the Heralds?
Pushing her mass of raven curls away from the face, Seren hummed contentedly as she sank her teeth into a pumpkin pasty. Was it vampire gourd? At this point, most of the foodstuffs around Caido contained the remnants of battles, one way or another.
"Have you had trouble with pumpkins, lately?" she asked, with her mouth full of food.
"Mhm, yeah. The lanters are for remembering the dead. It's tradition to place a lantern on your doorstep when someone dies, so that Ludo can find them and guide their souls to Mort's halls. For the Festival of Lights, we craft them in remembrance, and in the hope that we might be given a chance to meet them again. The lantern that catches Ludo's eye might do just that, so everyone puts great care and effort into making them."
Balancing her overfilled tray between her hands, she followed her friend to a more secluded corner, where they could sit and eat and work on their projects without the press of other people. Seren felt a little bad to be ignoring both her family and other friends, but she told herself that she could meet them any old time she wanted. Sah was a rare treat, and she had every intention of enjoying this while it lasted.
"As for the dolls... those are for Ludo," she smiled. Leaning down to offer Lilly a pat on the head, Seren soon returned her gaze to Sah as she explained. "I think it gets lonely, to be honest. Who pays attention to death except to keep it at bay, to stave it off or bemoan its coming? This is Ludo's season, and this is our chance to approach Mort's Herald, not with fear or dread but playfullness and curiosity. That's my take on it, at least. I'm sure there might be more complex reasons behind it." Or it might be simpler than even that; maybe Ludo just liked dolls. Who knew, with the Heralds?
Pushing her mass of raven curls away from the face, Seren hummed contentedly as she sank her teeth into a pumpkin pasty. Was it vampire gourd? At this point, most of the foodstuffs around Caido contained the remnants of battles, one way or another.
"Have you had trouble with pumpkins, lately?" she asked, with her mouth full of food.
Seren
