Nobody’s love

Her siblings and cousins scents were everywhere on the wall and the surrounding woods. As much as she could trust that they would indulge her desire for distraction by enduring her pesky attacks, she felt she owed them a break. Even Iðunn.

Problem with taking a break was being left alone with her thoughts, haunting memories. Now she had made her way down to the black sand beach, there wasn’t much further she could go. An ear turned back as she caught a cry on the breeze, but she knew there was no point to trying to seek it out… Instead she turned towards the frigid waters, wading out to her elbows, before dropping down to wash the wound from her hunt in the cold salt water, ignoring the phantom spasm that passed along her side at the cries that sounded somewhere behind her. Another weak cry at her back, this one more desperate, but still she refused to turn around. Rán take her, she would not try to find where the noise was coming from. She kept sharp green eyes focused on the horizon.

It would pass. It always did.

“Speech”