Gia
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That was strange. Davin and I actually had a conversation, one without fighting or apologizing. It felt weird; I waited for something inane or derogatory to come out of his mouth. It didn’t. Still, I couldn’t relax around him; he still felt like someone I had to be wary around. I was on edge, but the evening progressed peacefully despite my discomfort, and eventually, I felt a little more at ease.
It wasn’t long before we all retired, the frigid air too unpleasant. My bedroll felt heavenly; it had been a long, arduous trip. I laced my fingers behind my head, thinking of the cursed cave and Mimir’s well. Who would have thought that all those childhood stories, the mythical sagas, had some truth to them.
I stood alone on the ice sheet, holding Gungnir firmly next to me. Fog s
