@hcppinn: continued from x
hands drag down exhausted features as he eyes the sorceress, a woman he had grown to know from afar as a prince around jotunheim. she was the sorceress to his mother and a strong one at that, formidable and intellectual - not someone who’s word should be taken lightly, vakri knew this from decades of watching, from observing.
the embers flicker into the air as the night breeze dances around them.
“i understand that, gnissa . . .” voice is low and softly spoken as he feels wary of midgardian presences around his makeshift camp, the great prince of jotunheim full of guilt that was slowly eating away at him. “but i need guidance . . . guidance to understand, to avoid war and death. to avoid my death.”
“I’LL GIVE YOU ALL THE GUIDANCE YOU DESIRE, DEAR BOY, BUT MY GUIDANCE...YOUR MOTHER’S GUIDANCE...IT CAN ONLY GET YOU SO FAR. YOU NEED TO LOOK INSIDE YOUR HEART. YOUR HEAD. THERE, YOU’LL FIND THE BEST GUIDANCE. THE GODS GIFT US WITH FASCINATING MINDS.”
she hands him a skin of water, something to soothe him. “YOU WILL FIND YOUR WAY. ONE WAY OR THE OTHER. I KNOW IT. THAT HEAD OF YOURS HOLDS MORE THAN JUST A PRETTY FACE.”