haunted, yes, but cute
She hummed low, sitting in the sand as she sat across from him. It seemed he was not in the mood to get cozy, and distance was just fine with her as well. "Forgetting to nurture and rest one's soul is what so often leads man to my father's realm far too early." she said, tone suffused with warmth and affection. Delphia pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs before resting her chin atop them. "And I would not say these spirits are mine. Though there is a child who seems very attached to you." she said gently. Dead children were a touchy subject, but she was never one to run away from such topics. It was what it was, and that the spirit of this child was joyful should be a comfort, she thought.
"My name is Delphia, by the way." she added, realizing that once again she had forgotten to introduce herself.
"My name is Delphia, by the way." she added, realizing that once again she had forgotten to introduce herself.
