Greatwater Lake Just when you think

She's just passing through, but any pledged inhabitant of the lake is welcome to intercept her!

Æsir, Asyniur. Inner thoughts. They spoke the idle beginning of a sincere prayer.

Mangher, ér fylgð mir.

Mildr eru ér.

How could one not call them merciful, for this is what they were! A lengthy time, she had traveled—and yet, here she was, walking in one piece! Any could have taken advantage of her, but none had. Great guidance, she had been given. And for this, she was thankful.

But this was only the start. Further journey, there was. Obstacles of many to face. Though, she would not be alone. She never had been, and never would be. This was the way.