5/14/2025, 12:48 AM
Well, sometimes it's the other way around, Skoll Sverke shook his head, side to side like a bull about to charge. He huffed, watched the draconic plume of condensation unfurl across the snow.
No. Skoll chases the sun. Hati was set after the moon.
He was going to bring the end about, and when the world was little more than ash and smoke, they'd be together again. A family. But here, Ragnarok hadn't happened yet, although Sverke felt a little like the world might be ending. Bragi's footfalls crunched behind him, but he kept his back to her. He was sure his expression was contorted into some alarming mix of horror and dawning realization.
His visions - were they past or future? Another life, or the one he was destined to live in this world? What if it was both?
Where are you going? She asked.
I don't know.Sverke snapped, which was true. He just needed to move. To run.
He thought he knew why, now.
