Valkyrie Ascending
She found him on the field of battle, in the thin fog and damp grey stillness of
the morning, still clinging weakly to life amid the mire and blood and remains
of his foes. She gathered him into her arms, held him as she often did beside
their hearth.
He had been a good husband, a good father, but a magnificent warrior. Five
enemies dead at his hand; Father Wotan must surely reward such valor!
Surely he would send a Valkyrie for this man she loved, that he may live on
in glorious Valhalla!
She felt his last breath, passing over and through her like the clean, clear
breezes of the fjords, but, strangely, with a tang of regret, that pulled at her
heart like nothing ever had, and might never again.
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the third concept that sloshed outta my mind for the Gods at War Thunderdome, now prepping for a battle royal in the Arena.
hope you enjoy!
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