Dragoncrest Cliffs merry of soul, she sailed on a day

they were not bad, but they caused heartache.

jorunn had only ever known the two to go hand in hand. heartache was bad. heartache was not necessary when there was so much goodness to be shown in the world. yet she would never speak out of place to suggest someone might feel something else.

she spoke of a man who broke.

another who had nothing but all but still wished for her.

now she had fallen into the embrace of njord.

jorunn tumbled into her own story without little warning to either of them.

i...i do not know what happened. or maybe i do. she laughed, soft and bittersweet. we met few times in different places — like magic. shared each other those times as well and...he came to the coast. he sung his song of love— a hitch in her voice that she was keen to ignore.

i think i wanted more than he would give. his heart, words with...emotion.