DELPHIA
"They ignore you?" she said curiously. Though as soon as the words were out of her mouth she settled on a conclusion. As she stood, whe gazed at Morgan with an adoring look. "You must be an Abandoned then?" she said. No Ascended lived outside the barrier, and this woman clearly had lived here for a very long time - if not her full life. So the only other reason would be if she had magic.
The soul on her shoulder moved down to her hand, joining the other two. They spun and danced, light pulsing vibrantly like heartbeats. She shook her head at Morgan's question, unpreterbed by her seeming dislike of the gods. She clearly had reasons to be bitter. "None of the high gods have done all of their work on their own in a very long time. They have almost always had helpers. First the Heralds and then down the chain of lesser dieties to their own offspring, children like myself who are part their making and part human like you." she explained.
Delphia tilted her head to the sky, freezing for a moment before thrusting her hand towards the heavens. The three souls, still spinning around eachother, shot up like a shooting star, dissapearing into the sky as she sent them to Mort's realm. "My father has millennia of souls to tend to. He maintains the balance with Vi, who each year creates more and more, which is then manipulated and multiplied by Rae." she said, shrugging lightly.
"What guidance were you seeking from the spirits today?'
The soul on her shoulder moved down to her hand, joining the other two. They spun and danced, light pulsing vibrantly like heartbeats. She shook her head at Morgan's question, unpreterbed by her seeming dislike of the gods. She clearly had reasons to be bitter. "None of the high gods have done all of their work on their own in a very long time. They have almost always had helpers. First the Heralds and then down the chain of lesser dieties to their own offspring, children like myself who are part their making and part human like you." she explained.
Delphia tilted her head to the sky, freezing for a moment before thrusting her hand towards the heavens. The three souls, still spinning around eachother, shot up like a shooting star, dissapearing into the sky as she sent them to Mort's realm. "My father has millennia of souls to tend to. He maintains the balance with Vi, who each year creates more and more, which is then manipulated and multiplied by Rae." she said, shrugging lightly.
"What guidance were you seeking from the spirits today?'
the trouble is: you think you have time
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