Stone Circle Homesick

“The final night we had together in Tréheim. I wish I’d known it was going to be our last,” she whispers into her feet. It would not have made a difference. She could not put a pin in Skáld’s aging. She could not stop time. Thus far, the only thing she knew to be true about life is that it goes on.

And she was growing increasingly paranoid that Skáld’s life would lead him away from her- and she will be forced to go on.

“Just- I would have hugged you tighter, is all,” her glossy eyes lift back to his.