DELPHIA
Delphia watched curiously as Loren dismissed the weasels. Was he really going to continue to dig all on his own? But it seemed not, as water suddenly appeared and began to drill into the bottom of the hole. Despite creating a very muddy mess, it did seem to work with surprising speed. What a splendid bit of ingenuity! And when the rock was finally tossed up, she carefully washed it off in the snow so she could write an earth symbol on it before stowing it away in her bag. At which point a goose came flying up out of the hole and collapsed on the side as it morphed into a very exhausted Loren. Digging in her bag once more, she pulled out another packet of beeswax cloth, and held it out to him. "Tiropita?" she said brightly.
life is a dream walking
death is going home
