I'll share in your suffering

*Sanngriðr* · 01-01-2022, 03:05 AM

Viðarr was far softer than even he realized, and she knew it. The valkyrie had recognized it in her younger brother, a certain weakness... one that wasn't going to be tolerated back home. They'd kill that in him, or well... he'd lose. He'd lose. He would lose out on the life that Sanngriðr knew he should have. She didn't want to lose it, or lose him. Seeing him broken by their ways, or seeing him destroyed entirely... Sanngriðr wasn't going to do that. It was among the reasons they'd stolen away. He was strong, but he was strong in other ways. Ways they'd never understand. Taking all of her younger siblings and leaving... it was for their own good. All of them. The society that had turned them out, they were doing things that she could not and would not stand for. Sanngriðr stood by her decision, and always would.

Iðunn's sigh was soft, bringing the valkyrie out of her head. It was so loud within sometimes. Would you like me to try and speak with him? the question came, and for a long moment, she considered. There was still a deep seated, long held concern that her cousin would let slip some of the truer nature of their family members. Yes, a worry there but... well, maybe it could help. Though Sanngriðr's faith had waned, her brother's was still so immense. Softly, she nodded before speaking. "That could be good." They were quiet words, an admission that hung between the two of them in the air... yes, it would do them well to speak on it. Even Sanngriðr could agree to that.

"I should do something about breakfast." The words were quiet, and without ceremony she stepped from the wall. Landing on careful paws, she broke the sedentary moment. Putting herself to work always felt better than anything else. So she would be.

SANNGRIÐR
Kom och hata mig.

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