Delphia
Seeing death as the end of life
Is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean
Delphia hummed, understanding Oia’s sentiment. She didn’t understand herself why people would wish not to die. Mort was the most loving and forgiving of all the gods. He was love, incarnate, an emotion that mortals near and far chased but only ever tasted whispers of. And yet…Is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean
”Love is blinding to humans and Fae alike. They will fight to preserve that which they love for even a day more, even if it means they themselves die.” Delphia said softly, tucking her hands into the pockets of her oversized sweater. ”This too, is my father’s doing. But for all that mortals love life and that which nature grows, they’ve yet to learn to love it’s fitting end.” she said, turning her head to smile sadly at Oia. ”I suggest you not seek to find logic in it. The pieces required to make it sensible are not within reach of most people.”
