DELPHIA
Mmm. Well at least he wasn’t too startled by her presence, nor did he question it. His calling must’ve been deliberate enough that he believe she was here to answer him. My name is Delphia. I am the daughter of Mort. How can I help you?” she said, her gaze and tone filled with adoration. Warm, loving, perhaps the opposite of what an Outlander might imagine a child of Death to be, or death itself for that matter.
As soon as he began to explain, she was with Delphia. Her spirit was powerful, her soul strong, pulling through Mort’s realm though she had already found her peace with the high god of the departed. Pale eyes followed as the woman’s spirit circled the man, knowing he wouldn’t feel the run of her fingers along his shoulders, nor see the playful smirk upon her lips. ”Lusea. I am afraid she is no longer with the living. ” she said softly, her lips curving into a melancholic smile. ”She is a beautiful woman. So fiery. So passionate. It is no small feat for a soul to come greet me after meeting my father.” she said, impressed, but conveying this to confirm who she was.
As soon as he began to explain, she was with Delphia. Her spirit was powerful, her soul strong, pulling through Mort’s realm though she had already found her peace with the high god of the departed. Pale eyes followed as the woman’s spirit circled the man, knowing he wouldn’t feel the run of her fingers along his shoulders, nor see the playful smirk upon her lips. ”Lusea. I am afraid she is no longer with the living. ” she said softly, her lips curving into a melancholic smile. ”She is a beautiful woman. So fiery. So passionate. It is no small feat for a soul to come greet me after meeting my father.” she said, impressed, but conveying this to confirm who she was.
Death has nothing to do with going away
the sun sets and the moon sets
but they're not gone
