Firefly Glen [PHE] they got the drip

"we believe in life spirits aroun' us. we know de souls of our ancestors walk de lan'. but no. i do not t'ink about where we go when we die." her eyes danced. "perhaps i should, non?"
freya. now there was something more to intrigue her. "what is in folkvangr?" she asked of the young stone circle wolf, forgetting the ivy on her head as it started to slant toward one side — again.