#rockandwheat01.

[greatwoea]

❛   our dearly beloved lady sif, come to free us at last,   ❜  honestly, he’s relieved. fandral raises his wrists, those of which remain shackled from the ground up. the rust rubbed against skin, leaving marks that outraged. he sighs, cants his head sideways.  ❛   your timing is impeccable, these shackles were just starting to spoil.   ❜   @rockandwheat / liked from fandral.