[ logan falls into step beside her but she doesn't look his way, keeping up her brisk pace. the galloping disappears, only to be replaced by a war cry, female in tone and not as distant as she'd like it to be. the sky has completely darkened by now, and she curses under her breath. ]
They're here for me. [ ahead of them, the ground splits, the field giving way to the edge of a cliff. hela stands opposite of them, backed by her army of undead warriors and fenris, glowing green against his dark fur. ] For her.
[ she swallows, pausing in her steps. she's no stranger to this dream, this memory, but he is and he shouldn't be. she watches as the valkyrie soar overhead, lead by a woman with long blond hair, sword held high in front of her, unknowingly charging to her own inevitable death. ]
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They're here for me. [ ahead of them, the ground splits, the field giving way to the edge of a cliff. hela stands opposite of them, backed by her army of undead warriors and fenris, glowing green against his dark fur. ] For her.
[ she swallows, pausing in her steps. she's no stranger to this dream, this memory, but he is and he shouldn't be. she watches as the valkyrie soar overhead, lead by a woman with long blond hair, sword held high in front of her, unknowingly charging to her own inevitable death. ]