Delphia
Seeing death as the end of life
Is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean
Delphia couldn’t help her light laugh at the awkwardness that came over Loren. ”I should think not, but that is not for me to decide or know.” she said. It was easy for her to forget how unsettling such talk was for people. They liked to pretend the inevitable was far away or would never come, not accepting it until the moment was upon them, and sometimes still they resisted. It was so silly, to be so afraid of death. To be with Mort was to be more at peace than ever in one’s lifetime. She did nod as he followed her train of thought though. ”To attempt to emulate Rae can bring peace to a worrisome mind.” she said. Rae did not worry. Rae simply was. To practice that level of quiet of mind did wonders for the soul.Is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean
She waited again as he began to ramble his questions, allowing him to work through all that came to mind. ”I said I would not tell you more of the Fae people, and I have not. This is outside of them, though they are linked in away.” she said cryptically. Her head tilted slightly to the side, watching his face closely for a reaction. ”To tell you the nature of the sacrifice would be to nullify the purpose of sacrifice. Is the peace and freedom you seek for your people potentially worth your life? Would you risk that it might be a death-sentence to bring them that joy? If it is not worth that risk, then you’d be better off focusing your energies on things that are, and set aside this cause with the Fae.” she said.
