DELPHIA
As Wessex went on the offensive, Delphia's shoulders sank. It seemed though there were many things they could agree on, the two demigoddesses were speaking from very different places. "I ask not that you and the Ascended concede, I ask that your goddess concede, just as I wish to see the Old Gods concede. Let them compromise and come to an understanding, so that if there is future bloodshed, it is because humans are volatile, and not because the divine quarrel." she said softly, almost defeated. As soon as the Voice had gained enough power to be too tricky for the Old Gods to crush like any human, this had ceased being a human concern, in her mind. She had hoped her counterpart would see that too.
Delphia stood then, realizing that it was unlikely they would get much farther with eachother. "I will speak with my father, and I will plead for his willingness to meet with you as well. I hope you will equally consider my words and act similarly." she said, offering Wessex a small, melancholic smile. "May your path be blessed, Wessex." she said in parting before disappearing into the realm of the spirits, Tishy in tow.
Delphia stood then, realizing that it was unlikely they would get much farther with eachother. "I will speak with my father, and I will plead for his willingness to meet with you as well. I hope you will equally consider my words and act similarly." she said, offering Wessex a small, melancholic smile. "May your path be blessed, Wessex." she said in parting before disappearing into the realm of the spirits, Tishy in tow.
Death has nothing to do with going away
the sun sets and the moon sets
but they're not gone
