"Life is dangerous." Mort corrected with a whimsical shrug, reaching down to cup a palmful of water and letting it arc easily towards his counterpart. For a moment the droplets held firm in the sunlight, glistening and beautifully reflecting the light like so many stars, before crashing against the man the god of death so loved.
"I have heard." Mort said, pushing his sleeve up further to dunk a hand beneath the surface of the water. There an old and weary whisperfish lay, barely moving. "Ludo is not happy about her disobedience to place them there either." He added, lips turning into a knowing grin as he plucked the fish from the water. Though it was without its supply of oxygen, its gills pumped fruitfully and it seemed to be invigorated once more. "Though it rarely is content when it comes to Safrin's doings." Mort mused, bringing the fish to his lips. With a kiss and a whispered word, the aged scales dissolved and a prismatic dusting of energy radiated outwards from the small creature whose life was no more. Swimming upon an invisible stream, it lurched happily before darting upwards and into a realm that only Mort knew.
"You wouldn't really though, would you? Rip them that is? Their souls might be damaged beyond repair. The only way would be to place them back here, where they could leave their bodies properly."
"I have heard." Mort said, pushing his sleeve up further to dunk a hand beneath the surface of the water. There an old and weary whisperfish lay, barely moving. "Ludo is not happy about her disobedience to place them there either." He added, lips turning into a knowing grin as he plucked the fish from the water. Though it was without its supply of oxygen, its gills pumped fruitfully and it seemed to be invigorated once more. "Though it rarely is content when it comes to Safrin's doings." Mort mused, bringing the fish to his lips. With a kiss and a whispered word, the aged scales dissolved and a prismatic dusting of energy radiated outwards from the small creature whose life was no more. Swimming upon an invisible stream, it lurched happily before darting upwards and into a realm that only Mort knew.
"You wouldn't really though, would you? Rip them that is? Their souls might be damaged beyond repair. The only way would be to place them back here, where they could leave their bodies properly."
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