these voices won't leave me alone
”Circe Thanatos. I’m from the family of undertakers and spiritual healers from the northern part of the Greatwood. And yes, human.” she said softly, a pleasant expression on her face, though not an outright smile. Delphia sipped the tea, enjoying the warmth of the beverage. Vi made such lovely things from which people could craft so many enjoyable things. Mort would like this tea very much.
The steel-eyed woman glanced out the window, though her gaze seemed far off and away. Absentmindedly her nail drew circles on the pad of her thumb, a meditative motion that allowed her to focus. ”Yes. Fae folk. Not many but they are attached to the place or others…the elderly woman is waiting…he’ll be gone soon and then they’ll go to Mort together as they always planned…the warrior is stuck in his death state, confused, why can’t they see me, why can’t they hear me, it hurts…” her voice falling to a whisper as she winced, pressing her palm to her sternum. Delphia took a steadying breath as she closed her eyes.
The steel-eyed woman glanced out the window, though her gaze seemed far off and away. Absentmindedly her nail drew circles on the pad of her thumb, a meditative motion that allowed her to focus. ”Yes. Fae folk. Not many but they are attached to the place or others…the elderly woman is waiting…he’ll be gone soon and then they’ll go to Mort together as they always planned…the warrior is stuck in his death state, confused, why can’t they see me, why can’t they hear me, it hurts…” her voice falling to a whisper as she winced, pressing her palm to her sternum. Delphia took a steadying breath as she closed her eyes.
DELPHIA
