The stars, the moon,
They have all been blown out
"The Voice brought me here...?" He mumbled, more to himself than to Delphia. Abasi had assumed that his Gods had sent him here, rather than him having been plucked from somewhere else. "How did she select her choices? Perhaps I should speak to her of this." She might know more than anyone else how to get back home, he thought, or at least how to send the souls of the dead back to their worlds.
Because no matter how much Delphia sold Mort to him, Mort was not of his home. He was sure he was not alone among his fellow Outlanders with the sentiment that he wanted his eternal resting place to be the world he had come from. Besides, there was another matter, one that filled his heart with a bitter pain.
Unable to keep the bite from his voice, he asked: "Does Mort love even the Abandoned, who are damned through no fault of their own?"
Because no matter how much Delphia sold Mort to him, Mort was not of his home. He was sure he was not alone among his fellow Outlanders with the sentiment that he wanted his eternal resting place to be the world he had come from. Besides, there was another matter, one that filled his heart with a bitter pain.
Unable to keep the bite from his voice, he asked: "Does Mort love even the Abandoned, who are damned through no fault of their own?"
No dawn, no day
I'm always in this twilight
ABASI
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