10/1/2025, 7:56 PM
Such a pious turn in conversations unexpected, but no less pleasant. He listened intently as they strolled; had even slowed his pace. Perhaps afraid that if he moved too fast, he would miss a glimpse into her past that he felt inexplicably desperate to know.
She spoke fondly of gods and her grandma, had offered words of wisdom and kindness where Rhadamanthus hadn't thought possible. With a slow smile, he turned to meet her gaze once more.
Her wisdom has him wondering, though, and perhaps wishing that he would've been more curious in his past life for gods and worship. That instead of storming countrysides and castles in his prime, maybe he should have sat in the pews and listened to the words of men forever wiser than himself.
And it's a funny thought that comes to him after; if he had been a more pious man, would he had known of her then? Of the plans crafted by whatever great force beyond for them to have met?
Could he have prayed for her all those years ago—for a woman that's meant to be at his side and feed him words of God?
A beat had passed since his last words, his expression having fell pensive. It's her soft words of "Gods cannot always answer, but I believe they always hear," that rouses him again.
She spoke fondly of gods and her grandma, had offered words of wisdom and kindness where Rhadamanthus hadn't thought possible. With a slow smile, he turned to meet her gaze once more.
Aye, you are a smart woman, Eve. I believe you must be right...though I fear that often people forget their beliefs until they're faced with Death.He rivaled, if only calmly.
Her wisdom has him wondering, though, and perhaps wishing that he would've been more curious in his past life for gods and worship. That instead of storming countrysides and castles in his prime, maybe he should have sat in the pews and listened to the words of men forever wiser than himself.
And it's a funny thought that comes to him after; if he had been a more pious man, would he had known of her then? Of the plans crafted by whatever great force beyond for them to have met?
Could he have prayed for her all those years ago—for a woman that's meant to be at his side and feed him words of God?
A beat had passed since his last words, his expression having fell pensive. It's her soft words of "Gods cannot always answer, but I believe they always hear," that rouses him again.
Then I shall believe, too. And perhaps a thank you is in order for your arrival.He chuckled. It wasn't often he prayed for more than the well-wishes of his people.
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"common • norse"
eve is welcome in all threads.