We as Infidels

his child's chilling tone did not daun him as though it should have ad it was because he was naturally so unattached. perhaps another father, or most any member of valhalla would have found him to be particularly confusing given the fact that he just let her words roll off his ears, but he cared little what the others thought. his daughter would be a weapon of mass destruction and he could not wait to see the consecration of the earth below her. she would be an unparalleled weapon of destruction, especially if he could lobotomize her in the ways he would attempt.

"Things will always leave. you must force them to stay," he needed to let the first thing she learned be that she had to be iron in her standing. she had to force herself to keep control of what was supposedly hers. His ears pivoted and turned with her little revelation, and he understood the truth in it. She had learned nothing, but with the tides of war, hopefully that would change, "non, child, remember this, something does not need to be under your control to be yours," Valhalla was not his, not any longer, but it was, consequentially, true that he had enough pull and levity in the pack, as Cairo's first-born, to get pretty much anything he wanted done accomplished. That grasp on reality wouldn't only expand as time continued.