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Del 17: The news of disaster will spread through lands
| "As harebrained ideas go, this one must take some sort of a prize." They all look at me, agreeing with Hild. I should not go it alone. Too dangerous. Sola senses the tension, comes up to me, tail wagging. Sky looks at her, at me, at Eir. I know what he thinks. So does Eir. "Don't worry, Sister. I take care of your menagerie until you return." Sky looks uneasy. "Maiden..." His voice is low. "Yes." "The rune calls me as well. I am obliged, just as you are." "Listen to him." Sigrun looks desperate. "Don't listen to him. He's of no use to you. Take me instead." Hild's savage, beautiful face radiates worry. "I will be useful. I do everything you want. I am yours. Please." I sigh, exasperated. Suddenly I hear something. Woosh of wings. I lift my head, peer outside. "Eir?" Alvit stands in the opening. Spots me. Beckons. "My bitch." Hild hugs her, affection in her deep voice. "Save it for later, ladyboy. I need to talk to Mist." I follow her outside. When we come back, they all look at me. Even Sola. "Right. Sky packs up my crap. Eir, please take care of him and Sola until I return." "What happened?" Hild looks at Alvit. Alvit looks at me, one eyebrow lifted. "You can tell them. It will come out eventually, anyway." "It's Swan. Somebody saw her. Sent word to Folkvang. She... she is not herself anymore." Sigrun cries out. "I know, sweetheart." Alvit hugs her. "But she died in your arms?" Sigrun looks at Alvit, eyes brimming with tears. "Pierced her heart myself. Kissed her and released her. Buried her." Alvit looks miserable. Her wings hung heavy, like the burden of guilt she carries. She sighs. "I asked Freya to let me go take care of Swan, but she said I couldn't do it. Skuld warned her not to send me. It would make it worse." "Swan is fucking undead, how could it be worse?" Sigrun is near hysteria, almost screaming. I feel the same. The worst possible fate has befallen a Sister, someone she loved. Probably still does. We can only die by each other's hand. Or Odin's. But we can be hurt by anyone. Hurt so bad we need to be released from life. "What else did Skuld say?" I hug Sigrun. She is shaking in my arms. "Mist needs to go. Alone. Find her. Swan is on her way home to the Mountains. Her fate waits there." "What the fuck does that even mean?" Hild looks genuinely annoyed. "You know the Nornas. Can't get a straight answer out of them. I wonder sometimes if the three of them are shitting us, having a laugh. Not this time though." Alvit sits down in front of the fire, exhausted. I know how terrible she feels. I kiss her forehead. "Not your fault, Sister. You did everything you could. I know." I stand up, look around. Look at Sky. "I packed up everything, here. And I will be here, waiting. Until you come back for me, Maiden." "Sky, property of Mist. Remember, you're mine. Because I will remember. I will come back for you. You have my promise." We kiss goodbye in silence. The Sun is low when I leave them all. The sky is red, it's gonna be windy tomorrow. I look up at the horizon. Then I'm gone. |
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 23 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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