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Del 30: Speak thou of hell, for of heaven I know
| I wake up bathing in sweat. The same every night. So Bryn is still alive. And Sigurd. I sit up in the dark when I hear Hreidmar's voice. A low, deep hiss. "It's time, Daughter." I slip out, leaving Sky and Eir. Sola lifts her little head, looks after me. "Lead me, Father. I will be ready." His eyes glow in the dark. Mine as well, probably. "Allfather will take Bryn today. She needs a guide to Valhalla. I volunteered you." Suddenly I'm speechless, overcome by hatred and disappointment. I hoped to use my dagger. Slice up someone. Smell blood. Send Bryn to hell, not to heaven. "I have never visited Valhalla." It's the only thing I manage to say. My mind churns. "I will take you both." Hreidmar looks amused, probably sensed some of the thoughts. Or saw the emotions on my face. "Please, Daughter. Don't even think of pushing her off my back. You know it's not the solution." His voice is a gentle hiss, soothing my heart. There are limits though, and I feel the urge to hurt the ones I hate, to stop being hurt. End the curse. "It would make my day." Bryn looks confused when she sees me enter the hall. Gunnar lights up, gets off the high seat to welcome me. I feel a twinge of pain. I wish he had no role in this. I pity him, for what is to come. He is in love with Bryn, it's so plain to see. My bow is deep enough to be curtious, but that's it. "Let's not waste time, Sister." Bryn shakes her beautiful head. "I am a shield maiden, remember? We are not Sisters." "Allfather sent me to fetch you. Alone." I look at Gunnar. He nods, blissfully unaware that it's the last time he is seeing his wife. "I wish you could have come to our wedding, Mist. But Bryn said you were too busy, visiting Folkvang." "Ah yes." I look at Bryn. She squirms. "Live well, Gunnar." I touch my mark on him, and it stops glowing. Bryn gasps. I feel the hate well up in me. She shouldn't have noticed. Unless she possesses something of Fafni. "Say good-bye to your husband, Sister." Her face reddens. I grab her by the throat when we exit the hall. Rip off her thin golden necklace. The pendant is one of Fafni's scales, with the Eye rune on it. I feel her tremble. She spotted Hreidmar. "Anything else on you belonging to my dead son?" Bryn shakes her head. I know she's lying. So does Hreidmar. A flame shoots out from his nostril, and Bryn is a living torch, but only for a second. Her clothes are ashes, her long hair singed. The tiny golden chain holding another scale is wrapped around her ankle. With a flick of his tongue Hreidmar rips the chain. I pick up the scale. Can't help but whimper when I see the runes, "Rare magic". Fafni's dragon name. My heart darkens. Hreidmar rises up, but he's too late. One flick of my blade. Bryn screams, looking at her own blood. I cut the Death rune right over her heart. We are gone before anyone could come to her aid. |
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 14 sep 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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