these voices won't leave me alone
Delphia smiled, catching Maea in another little misstep of logic - at least from her perspective. "I am a new friend. And I am showing you one of my traditions for you to engage in. Can you not take your old traditions and do the same with your new friends?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. Though as she describe the situation, how Sunjata thought and felt, she sighed. Delphia glanced at the ground briefly, shaking her head. Such a shame.
"People who live as though those they have lost are still somehow attainable in this life have already died." she said, looking back up at Maea. "They live in a ficticious world of their mind's making. Instead of walking the paths of life as Mort wishes, they walk the path of death, and do not realize all they have missed out on yearning for death until Ludo is upon their doorstep." The demigoddess sighed and shook her head. "If you love him, do as you will. But do not fool yourself into thinking he loves you, if that is how he is." she warned.
"Very much like praying. Speak your desires to them through your soul." she coached.
"People who live as though those they have lost are still somehow attainable in this life have already died." she said, looking back up at Maea. "They live in a ficticious world of their mind's making. Instead of walking the paths of life as Mort wishes, they walk the path of death, and do not realize all they have missed out on yearning for death until Ludo is upon their doorstep." The demigoddess sighed and shook her head. "If you love him, do as you will. But do not fool yourself into thinking he loves you, if that is how he is." she warned.
"Very much like praying. Speak your desires to them through your soul." she coached.
DELPHIA
