Small Realities

Inside the mind of Lance Schonberg

Thorvald’s Wyrd 002

Thorvald spent winters wishing he’d been born farther south.  Much farther south.

As the days dwindled and the warmth of the world seeped away, his mood worsened until the wheel reached its nadir.  Bad enough to face the Vigil with nothing but a hearth fire and his prayers to keep him awake, Mother Night seemed to always bring a storm.

He wondered if a tiny bubble of warmth assailed by the full force of winter prayed harder, and cursed as each fresh gust rattled the walls.  Grinding his teeth, Thorvald focused his faith in Sunna’s return, and in lengthening days.

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2 thoughts on “Thorvald’s Wyrd 002

  1. I love this line!

    “He wondered if a tiny bubble of warmth assailed by the full force of winter prayed harder”

    Such a great way to describe how hard he’s wishing for Sunna.

    Is this the first webserial you’ve written? It’s very well written. Perhaps I could ask you a few questions about how you’ve gone about it?

    • Thank you very much! Yes, it’s my first webserial. I didn’t originally plan it that way. Thorvald’s Wyrd started as an experiment in micro-fiction – 100-word scenes – that I decided lends itself very well to serialization. I’m happy to answer any questions you’d like to throw at me, here or by e-mail. If e-mail works better for you: schonberg_lance at hotmail dot com.

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