Delphine
Delphine had been quiet, lingering to watch people speak to Zariah, and of the terrible thing, she had done. But... there was a beauty to the fact Zariah had given her son up, her only biological child, as far as Delphine was aware, to protect the people in this place. It was something she would never have expected of Zariah. And Noah's words...
Those words had stuck with her, even as she'd hurried to the Kraai to offer her help. She'd helped for as long as she could, before disappearing, hurrying out into the town once more, on the path that would lead her to her current home.
Bundled against the cold, she stood to stare at the house, taking in the damage for only a moment, before chancing going inside. No fire burned in the hearth, the inside was just as cold as the outside. But she'd known that before she'd left, she'd last seen Noah at the Kraai, after all.
She couldn't stay there, though. Hers had been accidental, but Delphine knew that if one life, even that of a young child, meant protecting other people... she'd have done the exact same thing. She was just lucky, because it had never come to that. Or had it? Had her children's lives been taken away so that she had a second chance at saving herself? And in essence, was that not just as bad as what Zariah had done?
The woman began to pick up dishes that had not broken, and collect other items that could be saved, in silence.
Noah
Those words had stuck with her, even as she'd hurried to the Kraai to offer her help. She'd helped for as long as she could, before disappearing, hurrying out into the town once more, on the path that would lead her to her current home.
Bundled against the cold, she stood to stare at the house, taking in the damage for only a moment, before chancing going inside. No fire burned in the hearth, the inside was just as cold as the outside. But she'd known that before she'd left, she'd last seen Noah at the Kraai, after all.
She couldn't stay there, though. Hers had been accidental, but Delphine knew that if one life, even that of a young child, meant protecting other people... she'd have done the exact same thing. She was just lucky, because it had never come to that. Or had it? Had her children's lives been taken away so that she had a second chance at saving herself? And in essence, was that not just as bad as what Zariah had done?
The woman began to pick up dishes that had not broken, and collect other items that could be saved, in silence.
Noah
I don't mind where you come from as long as you come to me.
I don't like illusions, I can't see them clearly.
I don't care, no, I wouldn't dare to fix the twist in you.
You've shown me eventually, what you'll do.
I don't like illusions, I can't see them clearly.
I don't care, no, I wouldn't dare to fix the twist in you.
You've shown me eventually, what you'll do.
