02-10-2019, 09:09 PM
What do you know of sea monsters? Pale legs dangled over the cliff edge, dark foamy waves crashing tumultuous far beneath. Stone crumbled where her fingers braced the edge, a curious gaze leaned a little too far over to observe the dance. Hair wreathed wild about her face, roused by iced winds. Not that she chose to feel the cold.
The Grimnir gave nothing for free. Like a root dug into the bank, some things never changed. But Nimeda had no favour to offer, and she knew he would ask as sure as a raven’s wings glossed dark. Even leverage would do (a riskier game) but she had nothing of that nature either.
“Tell me a secret?” The hopeful plea cast out like a net, sound lost to the wind and wave. Whim brought her to the coast, but whatever knowledge curled long forgotten behind the urge it perhaps turned to nothing in this age. There was no one here.
A sigh inflated, stolen from her lungs. Nim’s eyes half lidded, legs swinging. Her voice took on the singsong quality she used to hook a narrative into her soul; to remember what she needed from the Grimnir, and why. “Then let me tell you a story, of a girl and a tower with no key.”
The Grimnir gave nothing for free. Like a root dug into the bank, some things never changed. But Nimeda had no favour to offer, and she knew he would ask as sure as a raven’s wings glossed dark. Even leverage would do (a riskier game) but she had nothing of that nature either.
“Tell me a secret?” The hopeful plea cast out like a net, sound lost to the wind and wave. Whim brought her to the coast, but whatever knowledge curled long forgotten behind the urge it perhaps turned to nothing in this age. There was no one here.
A sigh inflated, stolen from her lungs. Nim’s eyes half lidded, legs swinging. Her voice took on the singsong quality she used to hook a narrative into her soul; to remember what she needed from the Grimnir, and why. “Then let me tell you a story, of a girl and a tower with no key.”