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I am my mothers daughter, I am her strength.
3-3-3 OC
3-3-3 OC
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Brynhild moved on sore legs, every portion of her body ached without end, she hadn't stopped moving, hadn't stopped walking since she got off that little island with the tree. Her chest felt tight, exhaustion pulled at her eyes causing them to feel heavier than she liked.
Finally though, Brynhild had crossed the borders just a few hours ago, and was staggering into the veil, into the center of the veil, and right there her legs gave out, her body too tired to move further, to seek Solvi out, was Solvi even home at this point? Her ears rang loud, eyes screwing shut as she let her aching body relax for a long few moments.
She heard the bird, the swallow-tail that always found her when she needed it most, she felt it land on her ribs and start to carefully pluck her shedding winter coat to relieve some of the tension in her shoulders and neck, but it did nothing to soothe the pain that throbbed like wild fire in her leg, it had started healing, but it was wrong, she could bare weight, but barely enough to walk like she once had.
Would Ylva still love her if she had a limp..? Could she still protect her if she had a busted leg..?
