4/27/2025, 10:35 PM
gjalla barely registered his words, but there was a telling nudge against her shoulder. she leaned into it instead of recoiling, too tired to put up the front of pride engraved in her bones. her legs dragged beneath her, but the touch grounded her—pulled her from the bloody echoes clawing at the edges of her mind.
the smell of him was familiar, though through the haze she could not place the name. she scraped a battered memory, but she turned up with nothing definitive. each step left little smears of ash behind them, imprinted into soil and snow.
gjalla huffed out a breath that could have almost been a laugh, bitter and cracked at the edges. leaned harder into the half-black-half golden man's side, gritting her teeth as they moved.
the smell of him was familiar, though through the haze she could not place the name. she scraped a battered memory, but she turned up with nothing definitive. each step left little smears of ash behind them, imprinted into soil and snow.
gjalla huffed out a breath that could have almost been a laugh, bitter and cracked at the edges. leaned harder into the half-black-half golden man's side, gritting her teeth as they moved.
where am i?