these voices won't leave me alone
"To fall back on?" she said curiously, watching as the will-o-wisp flew about her head. She smiled at it warmly, holding out a finger should it wish to rest upon it. Having lived in the Greatwood all her life, she was very familiar with the creatures. "Hello there, Shii. You are a handsome wisp indeed." she cooed at it. "And you must've been very pleased to see Maea scare away the Cat Sith, I am certain." She turned her gaze to Maea and smiled warmly. "Will-o-wisps are gentle creatures. I am not surprised one bonded with you."
Once again though, Delphia fell silent, giving room for Maea to speak, which for many was more than enough to process their feelings. And though she might look preoccupied with Shii, her mind was processing all she said. "All humans are looking for it. All seek the completion granted to them by Mort once they die." she said with a shrug, not concerned or judging Maea for possibly having looked for love where it could be garnered, consciously or otherwise. "But loving and owning are not equal. Mort loves Vi with the brilliance of the rising sun, golden and inspiring. But Mort does not covet Vi. Mort does not seek to change that which makes he and Vi so different, nor does he keep Vi from that which fulfills him to have him for himself. In fact, I have never actually even seen them together, physically." she said, smiling at Maea warmly. "Do not make hurdles where there need not be." she advised.
Though her brows furrowed, trying to put a face to the description. It took a moment, but thankfully the spirits who were still near helped prompt her memory. "Ah. Him. Yes, I remember him. We were not in Halo, but that is where the woman died." she said, nodding slowly. He was an objectively handsome fellow, so she could understand Maea's attraction. Her head tilted the other way, lips curving down a bit as whispers reached her ears. "Has he not walked down this path before? With a blonde woman? And yet he still wishes for a woman who is dead?" Why? Why wish to have one you loved at your side when they were more fulfilled in the realm of Mort than could ever be imagined in life?
Perhaps this cleansing was more needed than she imagined. With each word, her situation grew into an ever winding web. Perhaps it was spiders and not the gods which Rae had based humans on when creating them. Delphia knelt next to Maea by the fireside, slowly rebuilding the flames. "First, focus on calling to the spirits of your ancestors to protect you. During this cleansing, you will be opening your soul and spirit to release negativity, and it will leave you vulnerable to ill-intent if you are not protected." she coached.
Once again though, Delphia fell silent, giving room for Maea to speak, which for many was more than enough to process their feelings. And though she might look preoccupied with Shii, her mind was processing all she said. "All humans are looking for it. All seek the completion granted to them by Mort once they die." she said with a shrug, not concerned or judging Maea for possibly having looked for love where it could be garnered, consciously or otherwise. "But loving and owning are not equal. Mort loves Vi with the brilliance of the rising sun, golden and inspiring. But Mort does not covet Vi. Mort does not seek to change that which makes he and Vi so different, nor does he keep Vi from that which fulfills him to have him for himself. In fact, I have never actually even seen them together, physically." she said, smiling at Maea warmly. "Do not make hurdles where there need not be." she advised.
Though her brows furrowed, trying to put a face to the description. It took a moment, but thankfully the spirits who were still near helped prompt her memory. "Ah. Him. Yes, I remember him. We were not in Halo, but that is where the woman died." she said, nodding slowly. He was an objectively handsome fellow, so she could understand Maea's attraction. Her head tilted the other way, lips curving down a bit as whispers reached her ears. "Has he not walked down this path before? With a blonde woman? And yet he still wishes for a woman who is dead?" Why? Why wish to have one you loved at your side when they were more fulfilled in the realm of Mort than could ever be imagined in life?
Perhaps this cleansing was more needed than she imagined. With each word, her situation grew into an ever winding web. Perhaps it was spiders and not the gods which Rae had based humans on when creating them. Delphia knelt next to Maea by the fireside, slowly rebuilding the flames. "First, focus on calling to the spirits of your ancestors to protect you. During this cleansing, you will be opening your soul and spirit to release negativity, and it will leave you vulnerable to ill-intent if you are not protected." she coached.
DELPHIA
