Ankyra Sound Uppskera

val had seen many things he wished to forget. yet few paled in comparison to watching his maman drag the headless body of sobo home —

the long streaks of crimson in her wake.

he stepped gingerly around the garland of red, sightless and dumb as he followed after.

svalinn was given but a passing glance — the thousand yard state that announced the coming of war. if val recognized Njord at all, he said nothing — for no word could patch sobo’s skull back upon his bloodied shoulders.

and then, like the bear with svalinn on its tail, val rounded upon sapphique.