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~ i was born with invisible wings:
Posted on November 18, 2020 at 07:29:09 PM by M j ö l n i r

"Velkominn frændi minn"



~ i was born with invisible wings:



"Mjölnir," his mother whispered "I must return to the Móðurland. I feel the gods wish me to heed the call and return to our kin." She gently laid her muzzle on his withers and then wrapped her neck around his. He could feel the fear begin to clinch at his throat. First, his father disappeared and now his mother is leaving. He swallowed and then cleared his throat.

"Will you come back?" he asked as he once more buried his head into the nook of her shoulder. It is then that she moved so she could look up on him, a smile tugged at the mighty skjaldmeyjar lips.

"Yes, in due time."

A sigh escaped his lips and then he raised his head proudly. "Móður, I will remain steadfast in your absence."

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He stands idle within the surf as it bubbles and hisses at his hooves. A soft breeze rustles his tangled unkempt mane and pushes itself into his tawny and white splashed coat. He quietly ponders their last conversation.

Steadfast.

Steadfast in keeping the peace and protecting those who can not protect themselves. Steadfast in fighting back the darkness that presses in on the Isles. He gives a curt nod then pushes through the surf and onto the sandy shore of the crossing. He had learned much from the valkyries of the Peak - honor, strength - just to name a few of their qualities.

Glacial eyes glance up just as a snow-white dances across the meadow, her coat stark against the drab colors of the dying grasses. She causes pause in his steps as he realizes she is of his kin?!

He pushes himself into a ground-covering tölt. Excitement vibrates his body as he draws closer to her, his fuzzy ears stand erect within his thick forelock and his whiskered muzzle parts as he nickers to her.

"Velkominn frændi minn," he excitedly welcomes her to the Isles. "The Norns guide you to the Isles for such a time as this."





M j ö l n i r

protector of the harbor

Icelandic // 2 years // 14.2 hh // Silver Buckskin Splash // Stallion
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Translation: Velkominn frændi minn - welcome my kin

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