Small Realities

Inside the mind of Lance Schonberg

Thorvald’s Wyrd 123

As they stepped from the cave, Sunna’s glow increased so Thorvald nearly had to avert his eyes.  She smiled upon him.  “It is good walk openly again.  You have my eternal gratitude, Saviour.”

He blushed and looked down at his feet.  “I only did what needed doing, Lady.  Others would have done the same.”

She squeezed his hand so his gaze returned to hers.  “Yet others did not.  The Wyrd called.  You answered and I am free once more.  Come, I feel the others gathered below.”

“The climb is long.”

“Or not.”  Sunna pulled him forward, stepping into the air.


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