Falls
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Posted on August 12, 2020 at 10:21:56 PM by Björn
 His ears waver atop his crown. He wants to shout at her - to chase her away but he can not even summon the strength to nod, to agree with her that she can decide whats best for her. If she were smart she would put as much distance between herself and him. He is death. He is wrath. He glues his glacial eyes on the ripples of the pool, the icy rim and the soft whisper of the winds through the naked branches overhead. Anything that could take his mind away from the here and the now. But despite his warning, she stays. "How can you love someone if you don’t love yourself?” He lifts his gaze from the frigid waters. "Love is for fools." he says gruffly "Fyrir fífl." What’s her name? He swivels his head away from her and stares into the midnight shadows. Sio. Spotted Girl. Her name stays hidden within his mind - as well as the painful memories. He lets the silence span between them - seconds turn into minutes until finally he breathes into the midnight air - it plumes around his nostrils like a mighty dragon. Wearily he turns to her - this mysterious woman draped in black - his glacial eyes find her where she still patiently waits. "Her name is Siobhan, she was my queen, my lover and mother to my daughter," he whispers, the words are painful on his lips "But she is now lost to me." He swallows the lump that develops in his throat. How could he even begin to explain what has happened to him? It is still too painful. Bera Konung of the Inlet |
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- you call me out upon the waters - By n.asa August 13, 2020 at 03:36:07 PM
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