bleed for the ancient gods
eden
08-15-2022, 04:26 PM
Ash. She needed ash. She needed to process it, she needed to continue with the same small, repetitive tasks, so she didn't fucking lose it. It was a distraction, but sometimes distraction is the best she can do. Sanngriðr had spent time away, too much time. Too much time. There was something in her system that needed to be handled, needed to be quelled, and yet... and yet. She'd distanced herself from her band, her siblings, her family. Only for now. Only for now. Only for now. The valkyrie needs to clear her head. Clear her mind. Step away. She'd travel south. Too far, this time. Whatever. So be it. She'd been to Fern Gulley before, it wasn't like Sanngriðr was lost (this time.) The valkyrie found herself a sheltered enough, dry enough spot. Carefully, she moved away the top, damp layer of soil. Digging into the earth, building herself a temporary fire pit. It was easy enough to part and move things away, and she'd set about with making her temporary camp. A small, working, temporary camp. A vagabond's camp for the valkyrie. SANNGRIÐR Kom och hata mig. |
Sanngriðr speaks with a Swedish accent.
Sanngriðr's threads may be rated M for use of mature language.
Sanngriðr's threads may be rated M for use of mature language.
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