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gjalla listens without interrupting, and she does not look away when the words come out rough and halting, nor does she soften her stance to make it easier on him. she allows the silence to settle after he finishes. unreturned love was a wound that ached in all universes. a breath through her nose. frost spills and fades again.

þar er engin skömm í því að vilja það sem þú getur ekki haft, gjalla tells him, en þú getur eigi flýjað það. she circles him once, shoulder brushing close enough that he can feel the heat under her coat. when she stops, it is in front of him again.

you will not fight to forget it. fight to empty yourself. close your heart to it so that you may move for the better. she says. at last, the she-wolf lowers her center of gravity, stance widening at last, inviting. breathe. shake. then come, gjalla says.

hover code literally would not work so pretend all of that is also old norse

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RE: a concentrated cut mixture, poison out the bottle take it with no cure - by Gjalla - 2/23/2026, 8:28 AM

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