why the long frame // dwayne
“I got a bachelor’s in psych a few years back, but I haven’t done anything with it.”
"Ahh, well then what do you do for a living? If I'm not being too strange by asking such things."
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why the long frame // dwayne
“I got a bachelor’s in psych a few years back, but I haven’t done anything with it.”
"Ahh, well then what do you do for a living? If I'm not being too strange by asking such things."
//let me just cry for seeing an interpretation of Rökkatru Loptr TT___TT
// Lóðurr isn’t Loptr though.Not Loki, not Loke, not Lopt.
Just Lóðurr. Low-thurr.
Kinda came before as far as mythological chronology can be trusted. There’s only one mention of him in the Eddas, and that was at the making of mankind. There is no other mention of him after that.
Newton Faulkner - Teardrop
”One gives too much credit to sweet words. Tis but a long friendship, magic and I.”
"I wish you the very best, Frigg. But I should leave you to the rest of your day. It was... magical, meeting you."
"I don’t care for misconceptions. There is advantage in being perceived wrongly.”
"I suppose so, for I may claim ignorance, but I am open to right my wrongs, as best I can."
Well, sir, I mean you no disrespect, but you’re certainly not my Loke.
I am Sigyn, daughter of Njord. It’s an honor to meet you.
I would expect his wife to know him, if no one else. It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Sigyn.
why the long frame // dwayne
“.. .”
“—Yameanlike, World of Warcraft?”
"Not quite, no. A trade, more or less."
”Long has it taken to master and even then I know not all the secrets it holds. But perfection is not a phrase I would use.”
"You are truly humble, m'lady. I wish you prosperity in your study of magic, truly."
the deserter and the king // odin
”This is true…” he mused, voice low in volume at the agreement of the quality of his work, "Do not fail me, as you once have.”
"I will not. At least not in the quality of the goods and the service I am able to provide. I swear it."
2 Have come to Call
She let out a slight snort. “Both can be ignoramuses, blinded by their supposed morals.” She rolled her eyes. But, his mention of her marriage made her smile. “It is indeed. When he’s around, that is. I admit, it’s all too quiet when he’s gone. Of course, I hear all the gossip about what he’s up to, but, it isn’t the same as hearing it from him.”
He was fairly glad that she had a sense of humour. Most other old gods he had met seemed so stern and uptight. It was refreshing to see she was not. "I should pray that he comes to call on you with more frequency. Though he can be a bit of a handful, I've heard."
”I don’t understand the question.”
"What do I so direly lack in understanding? Would you not wish to correct me?"
why the long frame // dwayne
“Whatever. ..Nice to meet you, Lóðurr.”
"You as well, youngling. Do you have a craft, perchance?"
「 •❊• 」;; norsecarpenter knarrarsmithr svikinnar
glance is swift; irises oceanic lifting from rough hewn toy held within nimble digits to focus ’pon the other for but a flash ’fore they are returning, observing as pads run along wooden edges & curves with gentility held in every small motion.
❝ You’ve something on your face. ❞
brushing a wood chip from his beard, the carpenter smiles at the woman cradling the toy between her fingers.
"Doesn't surprise me, in honesty. I've been working all morning. What brings you here?"
norsecarpenter started following you
The last thing she expects when she’s wandering is to see anyone. Blue eyes are momentarily confused as she inclines her head,
“I apologize for interruptng you. I did not know I would encounter anyone else.”
"There is no need for an apology. I was scouting for good wood I might make use of. Strong trees that I might commission for harvest in a year or so... and also dead wood good for idle carving.
What brings you here?"
Hello… do I know you? You seem familiar.
Perhaps. I am called Lóðurr, oft mistaken for Loki as of late.
[norsecarpenter]
Sigyn couldn’t help to peek at what he was doing. It reminded her to her father’s work. And that time when her mother agreed to take her to Nidavellir. “That looks really beautiful, my lord, you are indeed skilled”
"I am no lord, but I will take the compliment all the same, m'lady."
He smiled as he wielded his awl with precision, making small holes in the wood in addition to the design he had already carved within it. It was to be a Viking-styled boat ram, but it was to be more elaborate and decorative than practical.
"Have you any crafts of your own?"