Larksong Grotto where gods want

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when aspa indicated, skorpa moved, throwing off his bearpelt to the earth. he braced his shoulder against one such stump, feeling it creak after a moment's sustained heave. "jeg blev opdraget godt. ordentligt, troldkvinde." in the old ways. in the only ways.

too close did aspa's knowing claw idle to the heart of skorpa, which was what he had done to einor. not even ayovi knew this story. one day she would know enough of his words to ask, and he was unprepared for how it would be to answer.

a splintering sound; the first stump, shoved slowly to the ground. "jeg ved, hvad der forventes af en nordmand." scrubbing dirt from his face, skorpa wrapped his arms around a second.

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