Lilja... Her name echoed through his mind as he wandered the scattered forests of the land he'd ended up in. A place called Storm's Reach, inhabited by a group called Skjqldrheim, and it wasn't a terrible place to be. It had the bitter winds of the mountains and the cold grounds of the chill coming off the jutting rocks that housed tunnels and a large castle.

Thor took a moment to try and figure out his next steps...

Lilja...

Memories reverberated through his cranium like echo's off a canyon, bouncing around with gusto as they swarmed, he'd killed her... Killed her father...

Blood splattered across his vision and the man turned away from it as if it were real, the sting of blades upon his skin, the scent of metal staining his senses...

For what?

Growling the large beast thundered now, placing heavy paws down across the ground as he wandered aimlessly. Fire burned from his skull, inside his skull, as he furrowed his brows over those pools of liquid flames. For what!?! The man exclaimed loudly, his voice deep and thundering as he tossed his head back to the sky and let out a ripping howl of rage.

He wouldn't let her make him feel this way.

Et saa minua kaatumaan...! Et muuta minua...! (You will not make me fall...! You will not change me!)

The behemoth would shout, his head thrown back as he exclaimed, he would not fall. Fight. She would not change him.

The sky was stained with blood, reds and pinks coursing across the horizon, peeking through the forest of giants that towered overhead. The sun had yet to fully rise, sitting low and poking its eyes above the place where the sky met the land. He could see from the edge of the trees near him that the edge of the lands wasn't far, there was a waterfall, and he would slowly make his way towards it as if it drew him to it unnaturally.