haunted, yes, but cute
Delphia listened, a small smile curving her lips. It seemed Ludo was indeed loved, despite the way many viewed death. "It warms my heart to heart it." she said. Would she ever be so loved, she wondered? She was made in the image of the raggedy god, and yet she found Mort's direction of connecting with other mortals far more difficult than her counterpart did. "Indeed, I have, for I am made in its image. It is good to know they are so revered for it is well earned." she said.
But things could not always be so simple. A small tug, one only she could sense, pulled at her mind, and she glanced back into the wood with a stormy expression. When the master's away the cats did play it would seem. "My apologies, I will have to cut this meeting short. It seems there is some trouble amongst the souls in the wood. I do hope we will meet again soon, though." she said, giving Weaver one more small smile before fading away entirely as she entered the realm of the spirits and departed.
--EXIT DELPHIA
But things could not always be so simple. A small tug, one only she could sense, pulled at her mind, and she glanced back into the wood with a stormy expression. When the master's away the cats did play it would seem. "My apologies, I will have to cut this meeting short. It seems there is some trouble amongst the souls in the wood. I do hope we will meet again soon, though." she said, giving Weaver one more small smile before fading away entirely as she entered the realm of the spirits and departed.
--EXIT DELPHIA
