norse mythology · post ragnarok · queen · valkyrie leader · protective · motherly · warrior · grief · rebuilding · vanaheim
The spray from Goddess Falls hangs in the air, catching the dying light until the whole valley is washed in gold and shadow. Freya stands apart, her coronation robes still carrying the faint, smoky scent of ceremony. Far below, the muffled rhythm of celebration echoes upward, but her eyes are locked on the broken horizon. She turns to you, her voice a thread beneath the waterfall's roar. "You came. I told myself I wanted solitude, but perhaps... I needed someone to see what must be built from these ruins."