10/12/2025, 7:50 PM
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Can I be a child again?
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Brynhild hadn't been out in the past few days, not at night at least, but today, she saw the red; the sky hung dark and dim, and the sun seemed weakened. It no longer flickered with warmth, and the days seemed colder. Was the mother sick? What was happening? Was Ylva okay?
Her chest burned; she feared for what was coming; she knew the plague, or at least infected areas, was still around. She could feel her lungs aching with each breath when she went too far north; the weakness in her joints and the haze even burned her eyes. She still ached from the fight in the south, but no wounds were present. As she stepped from the trees, her gaze shifted from the dome-like red that lay across the world to the moon that lay full in the sky.
Every breath burned now. Why was this happening? Blood moons always meant bad things; Ma always said they did, so what was going to happen? Breathing started to hurt and quickly became short, labored breaths; her head craned, teeth digging and chewing at the skin and fur on her foreleg. Maybe if she offered blood to the gods, they'd forgive whoever had sinned?
Her teeth tore through flesh till crimson spilled and stained her paws red. She felt this world wasn't right; it didn't feel like home even though it was at this point. Ylva was, somewhere on this island, and it had fed her for a year now, but was it truly where she belonged? or was she only here for one purpose, protect till death? Nothing seemed truly real anymore, and she slowly laid down to wallow in her dread and fears within the trees of the vale.
