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Tiberii · 5/9/2025, 1:06 PM

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Tiberii's skin felt like it was crawling. She didn't do this ethereal shit. Ever since Ragnhildr had explained to her the concept of multiple lives, she'd quietly stuffed the thought toward the back of her brain — the very concept made the cogs of her mind seize up. She'd only known one life. She only understood one life.

And now that one life was threatened by some asshole in her dreams?

In everyone's dreams?

The bull would huff, stomping along the ground behind Sólúlfur in an awkward silence as the two determined women made their way South. The snow would slowly melt, the air becoming warmer as the morning sun began to peek above the horizon. And the two climbed, searching for everything and yet knowing nothing.

Finally, Sólúlfur stopped. And Tiberii, so distracted with her own mind, nearly plowed right into her, managing to slide along her heels just in time as she turned her head away from the horizon and toward her companion. "Anything from the Visitor yet?" Tiberii would snort, shaking her head in poorly veiled frustration.

"I wish he'd been more specific."

Tiberii would push air from her lips in a harsh pffff. Yer tellin' me, she'd quip, sighing heavily as she flicked her ears forward. For a moment, she'd allow her gaze to scan the area around them, citrine eyes peeled to look for anything that seemed out of place. Anything unnatural. Sól, she started, her tail rattling for a moment. What even is a 'Rune'? It sounded stupid, and perhaps she hadn't wanted to ask in front of everyone for fear of sounding incompetent.

Her gaze remained on the Throne.

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