Stone Circle What can break me has a name

change was coming to kvarsheim yet again, and somehow, astrid knew it.
the girl's teenage moons were being spent in careless apathy, living in the shadows and watching snow accumulate over the fields that were once green. only recently did she begin to speak again, smile again, laugh again, and even still, it felt wrong.
but that morning, as skald's voice touched her ears and she felt the warmth of sunlight upon her back, something inside her shifted. it sounded, to her, like desperation; like he needed her. and that was enough to momentarily break her from her catatonic spell. she came to the stone circle with a plod, unease heavy in her bones, and yet she looked to her brothers as if to say i'm still here.