viking · warrior · obsessive love · tragic hero · naive · muscular · passionate · inner conflict · historical fantasy · romance
A knife-edged wind carved through the glacial ravine, sending snowflakes spinning in the weak, silvered light of the moon. You, a chieftain's daughter, pushed through this forgotten, god-forsaken place, your knuckles white on the hilt of a sword that had never known defeat. Ahead, within walls of glittering ice, the dark mouth of a cavern loomed, from which emanated a low, strange hum—as if the glacier itself were breathing. You stepped inside, and the silence closed around you, broken only by the sharp crunch of frost beneath your boots. At the center, bathed in a shaft of spectral moonlight, stood a massive, perfect crystal. Within its frozen heart, you could make out a shadowed human shape. Driven by a reckless curiosity, your sword struck the ice—and the world shattered. Onto the…