DELPHINE
Delphine watched the god, studying it as it spoke. She considered her words carefully. "But I would like to see them, more often than the festival. My memories are... just that, of the past. I appreciate them," Most of the time she did. There had been times that remembering them so clearly hurt. "But... Memories are not the same as having them with me."
The woman chewed her lip, considering what she had to offer as payment, shifting her weight. She remembered what she had told Noah, that she wasn't sure she wanted any more children and decided it couldn't hurt to offer. "Ludo? Is there a way to give my fertility, my womb up, to get them back? I don't think I want children unless it's my twins."
The woman chewed her lip, considering what she had to offer as payment, shifting her weight. She remembered what she had told Noah, that she wasn't sure she wanted any more children and decided it couldn't hurt to offer. "Ludo? Is there a way to give my fertility, my womb up, to get them back? I don't think I want children unless it's my twins."
What's that thing they say about a rose by any other name?
Dandelion, dandelion.
