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Del 13: Where friends of us are exchanging blows
| Footsteps. I wake up with a twitch. "Kissed and made up?" I squint, blinded by the setting Sun. Alvit stands beside us. Alone. I have fallen asleep with Sigrun in my arms. We are covered in apple blossoms. Sigrun lifts her head, looks at Alvit, smiles. Kisses my neck. "Yes. Yes, we did." Her green eyes look dreamy. "Got it out of your system, that's good. What about tomorrow?" I look at Alvit, baffled. "What about it?" She grins. "The first time you've been Freyad, huh? Ah well. She could make Eir go loose on Odin." "I'd pay to see that." "So would Odin." The thought of that makes all of us smile. Alvit stretches her back, then sits down besides us. "You tiny bitches need to work out a solution. Because problems can't be fucked away." She gently strokes Sigrun's hair. Then mine. "There is no problem." I take Alvit's hand, kiss the inside of her wrist. Run my tongue along a blue vein, softly. Up to her biceps. "Until you mark a new one with Mountain runes." Alvit's face is amused, but her voice is serious. "Mist won't do that." Sigrun's green eyes beam with love, her soft pink mouth seeks my lips. I turn my head. "What's wrong with the Mountain runes?" My voice is a tad sharper than necessary. Sigrun sits up, shakes her hair. Annoyed. Petals raining everywhere. "Well, that escalated quickly." Alvit's grey eyes crinkle. I look at Sigrun. Swallow my irritation. "It is important to me, Sister. I am the only one from the Mountains. Neither of the others who came here with me made it. Using our runes keeps their memory alive. " Sigrun's eyes tear up. Her voice is silent. Barely more than a whisper. "I loved her, you know. Swan. I really did. She had the same rune on her shoulder. The one you put on your new slave. Exactly the same spot. I kissed it on her a thousand times. When I saw it on him... I thought you did it to hurt me." I don't know what to say. Just hold her in a tight embrace. She starts to cry, her agony pierces my heart. "She died in my arms." Alvit's voice is tender. "She died well, Sister." "I'm happy she didn't die alone." Sigrun looks up at Alvit. Bends down her head again. I lift up Sigrun's face. Brush away her tears. "We all bear that rune. All the Sisters from the Mountain. Do you want to bear it? In memory of Swan." She nods. Puts her head on my shoulder. "I will teach you all the Mountain runes, Sigrun. All the magic they carry." I kiss her flame read hair. Alvit stands up, looks at us. Dries her grey eyes. "You make me all gooey. I better take off." Sigrun nestles into my arms. I kiss her right shoulder, touch my finger to it. She nods. I trace the Mountain rune, whispering the invocation. It appears as a deep red line. "Matches your hair." "Swan's was black." "Mine, too. See?" I move my armring. "Didn't know you had it." "All three of us did." Sigrun kisses the mark. Then kisses my face. I kiss her shoulder. She gasps. "It burns when you kiss it. What does it mean?" "I have no idea." I gather up her flame read hair. Look at her, longing. "Yes." Her lips brush against my ear. My heart is ready to burst. I pin her to the ground. |
Fortsättning:
Del 1 (15 sep 2023)Del 2: Learn it well and tell it to others (2 maj 2019)
Del 3: As a blood-red cloud darkens the sky (3 maj 2019)
Del 4: Only the Valkyries can choose the slain (3 maj 2019)
Del 5: Spears will shatter shields will splinter (4 maj 2019)
Del 6: Swords will gnaw like wolves through armor (4 jun 2019)
Del 7: Let us now wind the web of war (10 maj 2019)
Del 8: With swords unsheated away from here (6 maj 2019)
Del 9: Let us advance and wade through the ranks (30 mar 2020)
Del 10: The shafts are iron-bound and arrows are the shuttles (17 maj 2019)
Del 11: The Valkyries go weaving with drawn swords (14 sep 2019)
Del 12: We sang well victory songs (10 maj 2019)
Del 13: Where friends of us are exchanging blows (17 maj 2019)
Del 14: The web of man grey as armor (14 sep 2019)
Del 15: Will cross it with a crimson weft (15 maj 2019)
Del 16: Where the warrior banners are forging forwards (17 maj 2019)
Del 17: The news of disaster will spread through lands (14 sep 2019)
Del 18: The Sun, sister of the Moon from South (10 jul 2019)
Del 19: Her right hand cast over heaven's rim (27 maj 2019)
Del 20: No knowledge she had where her home should be (4 jun 2019)
Del 21: The Moon knew not what might was his (30 mar 2020)
Del 22: The stars knew not where their stations were (30 mar 2020)
Del 23: From below the dragon dark comes forth (21 jun 2019)
Del 24: The bodies of men on his wings he bears (14 sep 2019)
Del 25: Then sought the Gods their assembly-seats (14 sep 2019)
Del 26: Thence come the maidens, mighty in wisdom (6 jul 2019)
Del 27: One did I see in the wet woods bound (27 jul 2019)
Del 28: Wise shall he seem who well can question, and also answers well (14 sep 2019)
Del 29: Nought is concealed that men may say amongst the sons of men (10 sep 2019)
Del 30: Speak thou of hell, for of heaven I know (30 okt 2019)
Del 31: All to know that I fain would ask, who shall vengeance win for the evil work (28 sep 2019)
Del 32: No wise-woman art thou, nor wisdom hast (13 okt 2019)
Del 33: Maiden, awake! Wake thee, my friend. (18 okt 2019)
Del 34: My sister Hyndla, in thy hollow cave! (18 okt 2019)
Del 35: Already comes darkness and ride must we (5 jan 2022)
Del 36: To Valhall, to seek the sacred hall (23 okt 2019)
Del 37: The favour of Allfather seek we to find, to his followers gold he gladly gives (11 nov 2019)
Del 38: And to Sigurd he gave a sword as gift (14 nov 2019)
Del 39: Triumph to some, and treasure to others (2 dec 2019)
Del 40: To many wisdom, and skill in words (12 dec 2019)
Del 41: Fair winds to the sailor, to the singer his art and a manly heart to many a hero (31 dec 2019)
Del 42: From the stall now one of your wolves lead forth (29 mar 2020)
Del 43: Falsely thou asketh me, Freya, to go (16 apr 2020)
Del 44: For so in the glance of thine eyes I see (5 maj 2020)
Del 45: On the way of the slain thy lover goes with thee (6 maj 2020)
Del 46: Wild dreams, methinks are thine when thou sayest my lover is with me (15 aug 2021)
Del 47: On the way of the slain (11 maj 2020)
Del 48: Long is the way, long must thou wander (15 aug 2021)
Del 49: But long is love as well (20 maj 2020)
Del 50: Thou mayst find, perchance, what Thou fain wouldst have (15 aug 2021)
Del 51: If the Fates their favor will give (13 jul 2020)
Del 52: And now I have what I ever hoped (17 jul 2020)
Tillagd 11 maj 2019 Noveller #Man #Kvinna #Kvinna som top #Annan som top #Kvinna som bottom #Man som bottom #Annan som bottom #BDSM #Erotik #Bondage #Disciplin #Psykisk dominans #Fysisk dominans #Smärta #Smisk
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