[The night air on Midgard is thick with fog, choking and almost insufferable.
A formidable sight is within it, however, for those who wander too near. Those who wander too near have not been seen in many hours, though.
The horse of horses feels alone at this point. He has traveled on an unstable dock, two boards cracked from where a careful hoof broke through it. Four legs in the water, four legs on the dock, he stood for some time thinking the Bifrost would open for him.
But it has not, and he has been there for quite some time. Finally, he draws himself out of the water with a sound of something heavy and large against wood. Memory serves him to step over the broken boards, and he manages to find his way to a set of warehouses containing boats, their metallic parts and lines echoing noise in the silence.
The only other sound then is that of a ceramic bowl being moved about and a large beast licking something up. Cat food, but there are no cats.
Only the son of the god of fire and steed of the god of war.]
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A formidable sight is within it, however, for those who wander too near. Those who wander too near have not been seen in many hours, though.
The horse of horses feels alone at this point. He has traveled on an unstable dock, two boards cracked from where a careful hoof broke through it. Four legs in the water, four legs on the dock, he stood for some time thinking the Bifrost would open for him.
But it has not, and he has been there for quite some time. Finally, he draws himself out of the water with a sound of something heavy and large against wood. Memory serves him to step over the broken boards, and he manages to find his way to a set of warehouses containing boats, their metallic parts and lines echoing noise in the silence.
The only other sound then is that of a ceramic bowl being moved about and a large beast licking something up. Cat food, but there are no cats.
Only the son of the god of fire and steed of the god of war.]