1/5/2025, 7:03 PM
Da is dead.
Ma is gone.
Like that, Ragnhildr stands as an orphan, unsure of where to go next. Returning to Northfall is an option, as it was where he was born. But he's not sure. He promised Ma he'd keep to the clan, and any of the children that stayed would need a guide. They wouldn't fully understand the reality of returning to the realm of the Gods. To them, it's as if Freya (and Loki, in the case of Cupid's kids) had simply died.
There's a hole in Ragnhildr's heart, one starting to look like a bottomless pit. The usual jovial eyes of the guardian are dull, disaffected. Why this again? Would he ever feel normal again? With Sylvi gone, there's no one for him now. He can't give up, can't succumb to despair, but it's hard to keep upright.
But he's here, standing before Tyr, ready for what comes next. He's not sure. Fate is tricky like that. Perhaps... Perhaps the valkyries had been right.
Ma is gone.
Like that, Ragnhildr stands as an orphan, unsure of where to go next. Returning to Northfall is an option, as it was where he was born. But he's not sure. He promised Ma he'd keep to the clan, and any of the children that stayed would need a guide. They wouldn't fully understand the reality of returning to the realm of the Gods. To them, it's as if Freya (and Loki, in the case of Cupid's kids) had simply died.
There's a hole in Ragnhildr's heart, one starting to look like a bottomless pit. The usual jovial eyes of the guardian are dull, disaffected. Why this again? Would he ever feel normal again? With Sylvi gone, there's no one for him now. He can't give up, can't succumb to despair, but it's hard to keep upright.
But he's here, standing before Tyr, ready for what comes next. He's not sure. Fate is tricky like that. Perhaps... Perhaps the valkyries had been right.
