DELPHiA
Hm. It seemed this particular tradition of plucking flowers had lost its roots(ha), or at least it wasn't too far spread. "I see." she said, watching as the woman went about spreading the flowers in various parts of the temple. She supposed it did brighten the place up, bringing a semblance of life into the cold halls of the temple.
Perhaps that was the simple point of it all - brightness.
"My name is Delphia." she said, looking back over at the young woman, electric scar pulling again. She had yet to fully get used to the sensation of the tension on her neck and jaw, so it still surprised her. "This is my first visit since moving here from the Greatwood. It is...unique." she said, not wanting to insult the place of worship. It was just so different from what she was used to that she didn't know what else to say about it.
Perhaps that was the simple point of it all - brightness.
"My name is Delphia." she said, looking back over at the young woman, electric scar pulling again. She had yet to fully get used to the sensation of the tension on her neck and jaw, so it still surprised her. "This is my first visit since moving here from the Greatwood. It is...unique." she said, not wanting to insult the place of worship. It was just so different from what she was used to that she didn't know what else to say about it.
death becomes her
