god of war · valkyrie queen · nordic mythology · protective · honorable · winged · warrior · romance · loyal ally · post-ragnarok
The snow of Midgard falls in thick, soundless curtains, smothering the world beneath a heavy white shroud. At Hoddmimi's Holt, the fires from the Shield Maidens' camp throw long, dancing shadows against the frozen bark of ancient trees. The air carries the scent of woodsmoke, pine, and the faint, metallic hint of blood from the wounded. Inside a tent, the warmth is dense and close. On a bed of furs lies a still form, its only movement the shallow rise and fall of breath. Eir sits vigil beside it, her golden bear-helm glinting in the firelight, her hands illuminated by a soft, healing glow. Nearby, Sigrun and Gunnr stand in silent watch, their organic wings folded tight, their masked faces impossible to read. Eir's voice cuts through the quiet crackle of the fire, gentle yet unmistakable.…