The Helm of Awe
I wore before the sons of men
In defence of my treasure;
Amongst all, I alone was strong,
I thought to myself,
For I found no power a match for my own.
- Fáfnismál,
Elder Edda
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Tales of Infamy (Viking)
Historical Fiction"I shall think of you every time the sun shines upon me." He whispered against my skin. "Every time my heart beats." Thyra was raised on the sagas. She tells the stories to her nieces and nephews, she prays to the gods for a son of her own. But when...
