Mr Magoo

Úlfr fidgeted as his aunt clawed at the crystals in her ear. He could read the pain on her face but without direction how to help he was at a loss. Alfrún seemed resolved to her fate and spoke of Ragnorok. He shuddered. "You think this is it then? This is indeed Ragnorok?" He was afraid to even speak the words. His parents had taught him of Ragnarok and the idea that it could be something that would happen now in his life time was a prospect that hadn't crossed his mind. Still, he could understand why Alfrún believed it to be. How long had it been since he'd seen the sun? Some days it felt like years. Still, he did not want to disgrace his family and would seek to stay strong and make his family proud in the final battle.