sanctified with dynamite
Róta
12-30-2021, 10:19 PM
Víðarr was starting to like it here. Among the trees, the giant trees... incredible. The gods had given them a gift, sharing this space. His heart was warm, soaring in his chest. Incredible. No, genuinely incredible. His steps across the ground were confident, agile. Víðarr couldn't help it. Gaze filled with wonder as it flickered up among the trees... woah. Spring was melting to summer around them, and still it was cool on the floor of the forest. Life. Life itself. Teeming with it, alive with it, and Víðarr too was alive. Incredible. Though it was the middle of the day, there was only dappled sunlight playing on the floor of the red forest. Víðarr was becoming more and more at ease on this continent. Could this be it? Could this be their new home? After a year of travelling, maybe it really was time to put their roots down. He'd have to speak with the others, but just maybe this could be the place. Víðarr was already falling in love with it. VÍÐARR Ragnarök awaits. |