Thorvald’s Wyrd 084
The blue glow sparkled over the open mouth. “None of my servants have your might or skill. Will you not join me? Your power and mine together would make both greater.”
Power? Who had never dreamed of more power than he had? But what could matter more than the ability to affect his own life and chart his own course? A strange thought, considering why he stood before the unsteady, possessed creature.
The wyrd lay heavy upon his shoulders, but one thought struggled to the surface of his mind. How could he consider following the creature who’d stolen the sun?