"Are there any Ludos about?" Mort called sweetly, in a voice that only his raggedy counterpart would be able to hear.
Thanks to the falling snow and the density of the woods, everything was muted and wondrous in its silence. Though the god did not necessarily need to draw breath, nor his heart to pump, still he could hear the muscle pounding out a calming rhythm inside of himself, and as he stretched out his arms, fingertips brushing against the trees, the wub-THUMP of his lifeforce reverberated throughout Ludo's Wood.
Thanks to the falling snow and the density of the woods, everything was muted and wondrous in its silence. Though the god did not necessarily need to draw breath, nor his heart to pump, still he could hear the muscle pounding out a calming rhythm inside of himself, and as he stretched out his arms, fingertips brushing against the trees, the wub-THUMP of his lifeforce reverberated throughout Ludo's Wood.
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