Thorvald’s Wyrd 037
Warm for what felt like the first time in his life, Thorvald curled beside the ash and embers, staring up at the sky. Images and tales flew through his mind as he watched the frozen stars with more attention and intensity than since his Viking days.
The Wagon caught his eye, its seven stars twinkling in the air far beyond his reach. Did the All Father speak through the stars or just in the secret places of his heart? Then Thorvald remembered the God’s words just outside his home.
He closed his eyes and left the stars to their dance.