With a loving and tender smile, the god of death allows himself to remove one arm from his daughter to gently coax the orb of light his way. As soon as it touches his hand, a vague silhouette appears. Not an ascended at all, but a small child.
I wish I had more to tell you, I really do. The only thing I saw was cold and the air...it's so thin! It's like you can't even breathe! It was this that made Mort look kindly towards Delphia, luscious brows raised ever so slightly. The ascended don't breathe; so why would one notice such a thing?
"You have done so very well. I can't wait to play with you. Why don't you go and find the others, and I"ll be along shortly?" The soul vibrated so brightly that its light became incandescent. With a smile that dimpled his cheeks, Mort tossed the soul upwards where the ether and fabric of the universe seemed to part to allow it through.
I wish I had more to tell you, I really do. The only thing I saw was cold and the air...it's so thin! It's like you can't even breathe! It was this that made Mort look kindly towards Delphia, luscious brows raised ever so slightly. The ascended don't breathe; so why would one notice such a thing?
"You have done so very well. I can't wait to play with you. Why don't you go and find the others, and I"ll be along shortly?" The soul vibrated so brightly that its light became incandescent. With a smile that dimpled his cheeks, Mort tossed the soul upwards where the ether and fabric of the universe seemed to part to allow it through.
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