The Head of Mimir by Richard Lee Byers

The Head of Mimir by Richard Lee Byers

Author:Richard Lee Byers [Byers, Richard Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: epic fantasy, superheroes
ISBN: 9781839080555
Publisher: Aconyte
Published: 2020-10-06T13:50:36+00:00


Nineteen

“Well,” said Sif after they’d been resting for a while, “since I started following your lead, I’ve been outlawed, hunted, had to fight my fellow Asgardian warriors, trolls, frost giants, and storm giants, and now I suppose you could say I’ve lost my very existence in Odin’s world. Or any of the Nine Worlds, for that matter.”

Heimdall felt relief at the wry comment. It showed Sif was still in her right mind and her morale remained strong. He supposed there was reason for that. Whatever dangers awaited them here on the surface of the root, at least they couldn’t see the whole of Yggdrasil clearly and thus didn’t suffer the debilitating effects of that terrible spectacle.

He smiled a crooked smile. “I didn’t know you were keeping score.”

She grinned back. “I just want you to realize how many favors you’re going to owe me when we finally get out of all this.”

“Believe me, I know.” The glum thought occurred to him that he might never be able to give them when he was called to account for killing the guard, and he pushed the reflection aside. There were far more immediate things to worry about. “Is this the moment when you ask me what the new plan is?”

“I was actually going to let you rest for a few more minutes, but if you’re up to it, feel free to dazzle me with your cleverness.”

Frowning, he sought to recall everything he’d ever heard about Yggdrasil itself as opposed the various worlds it supported. Eventually he said, “I don’t know that we should try again to reach Jotunheim in the same way we did before. Unless we’re simply lucky, I don’t see why we’d fare any better than we did previously.”

Sif nodded. “I agree. That’s the last resort. What do we do instead?”

“Supposedly,” he said, “there are three wells to be found down here among the roots. One is Udarbrunnr, the Well of Fate, which the Norns tend to make sure the World Tree continues to flourish.”

Sif’s blue eyes narrowed. “The Three Sisters live up in Asgard, in Nornheim. Everybody knows that.”

“Exactly,” Heimdall said. “So they must have some quick way of getting back and forth. Perhaps it would serve to take us to Jotunheim as well. If we can catch them at the Well of Fate, we can ask them.”

Sif grunted. “If we’d known we were going to end up here, we could have asked them in Asgard.”

“Or, we could have stolen Skidbladnir from Odin’s vault and sailed comfortably between worlds. But we couldn’t know, and now we have to contend with our situation as it is.”

“Go on contending, then. Are the Norns our only chance, other than riding back out into the emptiness and hoping our luck will turn?”

“No,” he said. “Another of the wells is Mimisbrunnr. Mimir’s Well. Legend has it there’s a path to Jotunheim somewhere in the vicinity.”

Sif brushed back a stray lock of her black hair. “That doesn’t make a lot of sense. Mimir wasn’t a Jotun. He was of the Aesir.



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