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“Because we all drink of the Well of Urðr,” he says softly, still not looking upward. “You were born just before Father went to Jötunheimr. I was born just after he returned victorious.” And now his eyes are upon his, a wry smile curving up his lips before venturing no further. “You were the beginning. I was the ending. And between us lies the entirety of war.”
Their time of trial in Vanaheimr was only the prelude to battle. In Asgard, the real war begins.
Entirely unintended sequel to the much shorter and infinitely more readable The Fools We Are As Men.
- Part 2 of Above Urðr's Well