DELPHIA
Mighty as he was, to see him there did not strike awe or fear into the Seer, but calm and peace. Without hesitation she rushed forward and hugged Mort tightly, face buried in his shoulder as if she were but a small child again. And really, by comparison, she was but a babe in his eyes, which had seen millennia while hers less than what he missed in a blink. Her limbs still trembled from exhaustion, from her sprint and from her ritual, but her heart began to calm. With Mort there, all was well. ”I am sorry to call you away.” she said quietly, breathless still. She knew to do so interrupted his important work. But this was not something that could wait.
But of course, he had said three hugs hadn’t he? And so she relaxed and tensed her arms thrice, a small smile on her lips. A god who traded favor for hugs was the kindest and most loving of gods indeed.
Only then did she pull her face back to look upon him. It always so good to see him, rare as it was, and he never changed. A perk of godhood she supposed. But her worry was etched into her haunted features, trying to make sense of her thoughts as she ran over what had occurred over and over again. ”I stole a soul from the Voice. One of the lost Ascended.” she said, voice shaking slightly. She had not been given this soul, like the fake-goddess have given some to Ludo. She had snatched this one away, pulled through the realms and planes of existence like a Cat Sith in the night.
But of course, he had said three hugs hadn’t he? And so she relaxed and tensed her arms thrice, a small smile on her lips. A god who traded favor for hugs was the kindest and most loving of gods indeed.
Only then did she pull her face back to look upon him. It always so good to see him, rare as it was, and he never changed. A perk of godhood she supposed. But her worry was etched into her haunted features, trying to make sense of her thoughts as she ran over what had occurred over and over again. ”I stole a soul from the Voice. One of the lost Ascended.” she said, voice shaking slightly. She had not been given this soul, like the fake-goddess have given some to Ludo. She had snatched this one away, pulled through the realms and planes of existence like a Cat Sith in the night.
Here in the forest dark and deep
I offer you
Eternal Sleep
