DELPHiA
"I do not care to save you. But she did." she said, turning to face him. Her wrist stung and she clutched. Tishy mewed at her worriedly, but she sent her a pulse of assurance through their bond. It was but a scratch, nothing more.
"Then prove me wrong." Delphia said. As her anger began to subside, for it never lasted long, her form began to rejuvenate, reviving from its decrepit state. "Be tired. Be angry. Hurt deeply. Then let her go." she said, almost urging it. "That is the key to being alive. That is the key to understanding what Maea wrote for you, what she wished you to know. Because if you think that this covering up of the what hurts instead of dealing with it is doing you or your fate or your soul any favors, if you think that clinging to the ghost of a woman who died seasons ago will absolve you of your pain and sins, you're wrong."
"Then prove me wrong." Delphia said. As her anger began to subside, for it never lasted long, her form began to rejuvenate, reviving from its decrepit state. "Be tired. Be angry. Hurt deeply. Then let her go." she said, almost urging it. "That is the key to being alive. That is the key to understanding what Maea wrote for you, what she wished you to know. Because if you think that this covering up of the what hurts instead of dealing with it is doing you or your fate or your soul any favors, if you think that clinging to the ghost of a woman who died seasons ago will absolve you of your pain and sins, you're wrong."
Spoiler Alert: Everybody Dies
