Peace washes over me. It’s odd, knowing it’s that simple. Laughable, really. This whole time, I was so worried, and for what? All Wyatt needs is a little push. Bring him to the shining halls of Odin, and his destiny will be complete. The Norns have seen his fate, have already stitched his life thread into the great tapestry of time. All he has to do is die.
rise by freya finch













