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i am the storm & i’m coming for you


A seemingly friendly call shattered the silence of the afternoon. Viđarr stiffened. Every bit of him was strung tight… there was a stranger in his home. Someone had come to call upon him, but it wasn’t anyone he knew. It wasn’t anyone he could know. That was strange. His head held high, the shadow of a man peered out upon the world before him.

Not a man, a boy. A boy. Was Viđarr getting old to see the spotted creature before him as such? Maybe. Maybe he was getting old, these days. Ten years… ah, let’s not dwell. Carefully, he peers to the stranger, amber eyes taking in whatever there was to see. Shorter, more dense than he, and then there were the spots. Hm. The stranger stopped a ways away, enough to be polite. He had manners, though Viđarr was still wary. It’s hard not to be wary, after all.

Carefully, the words come. They’re colored in a dense accent, though Viđarr does his best to be understood. “Consider yourself… acquainted. The word tasted strange in his mouth. Really, the shadow didn’t know if he liked it yet or not, but he could likely skew towards not. The common tongue still tastes strange in his mouth. “I am Viđarr, this is my home.” Sure, this Joachim wanted to meet him, but why?

björn x siobhan|six months|red dun snowflake
not chosen by the gods
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