
I saw a siren sitting on the shore and just couldn't resist coming to introduce myself,Tyr felt a smile weave itself onto his lips, his body making its own decision to close the gap between the two wolves.
Each step was making moves in the god's mind, suggesting that being selfish every so often wouldn't be so bad, but there was still a sensation in his chest that caught him before he could make the leap of faith. He still mourned the loss of his children, their children, and somewhere in the darker recesses, he also mourned Freya, wondering if that mental link was fully severed.
It had almost been a year since their Queen had left, and still, he wondered if making a life here would be a waste of breath, that one day it would just be torn away from him.
His eyes closed as his forehead bumped the blind man's cheek. They scrunched up as he repressed the knot that rose to his throat, a sigh leaving his lips as he allowed himself to relax into Cupid's presence.







