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Tatiana braided Mackenzie’s hair as she told her the story. Charlotte falling asleep as the baby listened to her soothing voice. “–The great sea is held in place by Jormungand.” Tatia told them. “–the serpent whose giant body encircles it and who keeps his tail in his mouth to complete the circle and stop the waves breaking loose… But one day, the god Thor, son of earth, was fishing in the sea for the serpent, using a bull’s head for bait. Jormungand reared up and the waves pummeled the shore as he twisted and writhed in a fury. They were well matched, serpent and god, in that furious fight. The seas boiled around them, but then the hook became dislodged,and the serpent slithered free and sank again, so quickly, beneath the waves. And soon, the sea was calm once more… as if nothing had disturbed it.”
She could hear that familiar voice of Tatia seemingly telling her daughters a story with ease as she stepped inside the house and dropped her keys on the table by the door, a small smile etching it’s way across her lips as she moved into the living room where the three girls were silently. The blonde scooped Charlotte up into her arms as she got herself comfortable on the couch allowing the youngest to cuddle into her chest as she listened to the brunette’s story she was telling, watching has her fingers easily twisted Mackenzie’s blonde locks into a beautiful braid. It was nights like these that made everything easier and feel more normal even a year later since her husband had gone missing. As Tatia finished the story, Madisyn’s blue eyes fell to her as she shot her a soft smile. “What a lovely story,” she told her.