DELPHIA
Delphia listened quietly, holding Wessex's gaze. Her silence stretches long, letting the other demigoddess vent. It occured to Delphia that perhaps she had never had this space to be open with a follower of the Old Gods before, and she was loathe to infringe on that. Only when Wessex fell silent, did she begin to consider her response.
"The Old Gods are not perfect. They have made mistakes. I agree with you on this. And you can be sure I will bring up these hurts to Mort." she said, voicing a truth that she felt deeply that others perhaps would not for fear of blasphemy. But Mort had not raised her to believe in the infallibility of him and his kin. Not on this grand of a scale anyways. "I cannot heal the hurts of the past. But I hope that by being here now, seeking reconciliation, that we can move forward. If empathy cannot be mustered on both sides, we have no hope of coming to an agreement." It was important for Wessex to be honest about her feelings towards the matter, but they also needed to work past them.
"I don't know." Delphia said with a sigh, unable to answer why portals ought not be opened. "I can only surmise that it is because they do not want the Voice's reach to spread, for that is what premeditated the last war. But beyond that, I have no answers." she said.
What she could answer though? Questions about souls. "The state of a soul does not have the same...logic as a living being. They exist on a different plane of the world. When you die, those attachments fade. Mort's halls are created specifically to provide the soul with the fulfillment they require. Souls that remain here, in the living realm...they are restless. It is upsetting. Confusing. Stressful." She paused, shaking her head a bit. "It is hard to explain, and even more difficult to understand if your soul has not died before, but I have spent my entire life learning to understand the state of the dead and what pains them. I hope you can trust that I only mention it because I am truly concerned. I do not wish for any souls to suffer in this world."
"The Old Gods are not perfect. They have made mistakes. I agree with you on this. And you can be sure I will bring up these hurts to Mort." she said, voicing a truth that she felt deeply that others perhaps would not for fear of blasphemy. But Mort had not raised her to believe in the infallibility of him and his kin. Not on this grand of a scale anyways. "I cannot heal the hurts of the past. But I hope that by being here now, seeking reconciliation, that we can move forward. If empathy cannot be mustered on both sides, we have no hope of coming to an agreement." It was important for Wessex to be honest about her feelings towards the matter, but they also needed to work past them.
"I don't know." Delphia said with a sigh, unable to answer why portals ought not be opened. "I can only surmise that it is because they do not want the Voice's reach to spread, for that is what premeditated the last war. But beyond that, I have no answers." she said.
What she could answer though? Questions about souls. "The state of a soul does not have the same...logic as a living being. They exist on a different plane of the world. When you die, those attachments fade. Mort's halls are created specifically to provide the soul with the fulfillment they require. Souls that remain here, in the living realm...they are restless. It is upsetting. Confusing. Stressful." She paused, shaking her head a bit. "It is hard to explain, and even more difficult to understand if your soul has not died before, but I have spent my entire life learning to understand the state of the dead and what pains them. I hope you can trust that I only mention it because I am truly concerned. I do not wish for any souls to suffer in this world."
Death has nothing to do with going away
the sun sets and the moon sets
but they're not gone
