DELPHiA
This now, Sohalia's reaction, was familiar to Delphia. The unsure questioning of the words she said based on what she could see beyond the grave. She had been told it was unsettling, but Delphia was convinced it was comforting. Why else would she have such a gift from Mort if not to comfort those who still lived?
"You look like your mother and your parents are proud of you." Delphia repeated. She turned her head to look at the girl again. "I am the daughter of Mort. I can see into and converse with the spirits in his realm. Your parents wished me to convey that message to you." she said. "Is there anything you wish to ask them?"
"You look like your mother and your parents are proud of you." Delphia repeated. She turned her head to look at the girl again. "I am the daughter of Mort. I can see into and converse with the spirits in his realm. Your parents wished me to convey that message to you." she said. "Is there anything you wish to ask them?"
death becomes her
