Tears on the Tiles (LJi s8e12)

[cloworora]

The cold winds of Niflheim greet the glow of radiant infernos raging from Muspelheim as old friends, a clashing conversation from the parents of primordial life. A lowly rattle of thin ankles under a gaunt, small frame elicits a shiver within an elder woman’s throbbing joints. Her sharp, rawboned fingers place the Scrabble box onto a worn,

Comments

[mac_arthur_park]

Wow.

[cloworora]

Thank you.

[michikatinski]

This is breathtaking.

Helen is my hero.

[cloworora]

She is one of mine, too. Thanks for reading.

[cloworora]

Thank you.

[muchtooarrogant]

An intricate story, well told!

Dan

[cloworora]

Thanks.

[xo_kizzy_xo]

:points to icon:

[cloworora]

Thank you.