static connections

”I think it is quite lovely,” Ludo insisted of the toy; the toy which now raised up off the ground to sail lazily through the air. If anatomical inaccuracy was acceptable, what was a law of physics or two? After making a circuit of Harper and coming to land safely back at the shrine, the man might notice a glimpse of a porcelain mask peeping out from behind one of the trees. ”The pleasure is mine,” it said, watching Harper thoughtfully. ”The last one who asked such questions died shortly after,” it told him offhand. A coincidence, but Abasi was still dead. ”I have the time. Ask what you will.” LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own