Of Lightning, Thunder, and Fires

[sacred_karcram]

They were further south and west that evening, far from Norway, slipping through and behind a cover of darkening clouds. Mortals had long since displaced them for a single god, their cherished fires with gleaming electric lights. It was unusual for the Aesir to traverse into Midgard anymore, finding it better to enjoy themselves in the golden

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[silverlace_vine]

This is so cute! :D And thank you so much for coining the word Brodinsons.