The Mist of the Niflungar by Matt Larkin

Author:Matt Larkin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Incandescent Phoenix Books

They had gone another half hour ere Fulla toppled over. The maid tried to rise, then slumped down again, panting and sobbing. “I c-can’t. I can’t … I …”

Sigyn looked around. “I think it’s all right. I haven’t heard sounds of people in a while. We should be safe.”

Frigg slumped down, holding Thor even tighter against her. “Places without people are where vaettir most thrive. A forest like this might house vidralfar—ash wives, some call them.” She rubbed her iron brooch. “They take human sacrifices, carry them back to their heart trees and consume them.” Fulla moaned at Frigg’s story. “Without a sacrifice, an ash wife might work terrible damage upon the locals. The only way to face such a foe would be to fell her heart tree, and that is nigh unto⁠—”

“Frigg,” Sigyn snapped, “shut up. We’re alive for now. If your völva knowledge can help us remain so, share. Elsewise, save it for later.” She looked up at the sky. “Twilight impends. We need to find a grove, an overhang, somewhere we can shelter for the night.”

“We don’t have fire,” Fulla whined.

Sigyn had been worrying over just that problem for some time now. A fire might give them away. On the other hand, Fulla and Thor were mortal and could not afford to keep breathing in the Mist, nor she thought would it be overwise for herself or Frigg. “All the more reason we need a secluded place, somewhere the light won’t carry as far. Now, I need you both to get up and follow me, and I’m going to find a way to get us through this.”

Frigg trembled as she rose, but her sister nodded. “I … I trust you.” Sigyn hoped that trust would not prove misplaced.

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