Mort
I knew I loved you before I met you.
I think I dreamed you into life.
I think I dreamed you into life.
"I know you did." Mort said soothingly, sweetly, smoothing out the wrinkles of Ludo's rags. Pulling back, Mort gazed adoringly at Ludo, seeing through the mask into the beatific soul that danced in the darkness. "Shhh, shhh. We'll get them together." Mort promised knowingly with a patient smile.
The god's soft cheeks were rosy with delight, his eyes enigmatic but kind. "Angry? With you?" He asked almost playfully, thrusting the arms of Ludo's rags up and spinning it about before pulling it back against his body with a a quite hum of glee. "Never! I am so pleased with you."
The god's soft cheeks were rosy with delight, his eyes enigmatic but kind. "Angry? With you?" He asked almost playfully, thrusting the arms of Ludo's rags up and spinning it about before pulling it back against his body with a a quite hum of glee. "Never! I am so pleased with you."
