As much as his dream had exaggerated the stables, seeing it in person brought back all the memories. Every victory was shared privately with him and Tyr right in this very stable. Every lesson started just feet from where he stood. The very air he breathed was the same. Everything except for the decorations and the animals. His personal stall was still that small cramped space, stables down held a whole new slew of animals of all varying sizes and shapes. He couldn’t honestly expect things to remain completely the same, but it would have been nice if he hadn’t been completely erased from history.
“Change your mind about the hunt?” Thor’s booming voice echoed through the stables as he fastened a saddle to a large horse.
Fen shook his head looking around, he thought everyone had left alr
