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On Gods of Limited Access
There’s a couple of popular TikTok videos going around Pagan and Heathen spaces at the moment. In it, the author states that the Gods do not know you exist. I have also seen a variation on this where the author states that the Gods don’t know we exist unless it is within a group setting from a powerful person. They then propose that what is actually calling of given person to Heathenry are their…
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“I understand it must be in poor taste to ask you to keep a secret from your leader -- you are, after all, a better woman than any who serve me.” But hangs in the air, hangs in that childish cut of her stare, in her half-parted lips. “It is, however, for the best my lady mother not know of this plan. I have worked far, far too hard for this surprise to have it spoiled.”
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“Could you please announce to my consort of my arrival?”
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“Forgive me, Chieftain. Certainly you understand that I do not wish to explain to your consort, and one day your son, how you died,” Ginna replied, standing her ground. Perhaps her wording was foolish, but at least she had waited until they were alone. “You have too much to live for now to make rash decisions.”
Angrboda was livid -- probably due to the hormones of pregnancy and the fact her firstborn had barely been born. The rational side of the Iarnvidia knew Ginna’s concern to be valid, still anger tinted her vision red. “The only rash decision I wish to do now concerns your death, not my own”, she spat back. However harsh her words, the Chieftain began trying to breathe in and out.
☎ ✉ ⁇ # -ginnregin
Text Prompts – Mafia verse | accepting.
☎ - a rushed text.
[msg: #1 pain] got shot get stuff ready need patching
✉ - a text not sent.
[msg: #1 pain] [not sent] I see the way you look at me. Just come over and let’s get it over with.
⁇ - a drunk text.
[msg: #1 pain] home alome birng more alochol nd your fine ass
# - a random text.
[msg: #1 pain] I was thinking about renting a car and going on a road trip. What do you think?
