the way that it shines may just dwindle with time

Ragnar watched her as she rose, letting his eyes appreciate her for a moment. The scarred Scandinavian tilted his head to the side in a raven-like manner when she spoke that she would back, her wicked smile earning a soft snort from the Viking as he watched her turn and disappear into the distance. There, Ragnar stayed until her form entirely disappeared like a wraith into the distance. Will you? The heathen asked aloud though the sound was quickly swallowed by the noise of the ebbing and flowing tide as it crashed upon the shore. He honestly didn't know if she would be back but whether she decided to return or not his offer, likely, wouldn't change.

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