This was Leifs first night as the priest of Odin, his teacher was long gone and it was his first time prepareing the cermony for tomorrow.

Looking at the moon, he noticed that a Raven was already in the oak tree where the thrall would be hanged tomorrow. He went to her enclosure, the red head that had been catched dureing a raid on the green island.

When he got there he realised she was the most beautifull girl he had ever said, her red hair and green eyes was going inside the full of him.

Her jailer was comming near the makeshift bars, she know she was to be sacrificed tomorow. Her head was trying to figure out how to run and now for the first time she got to see the beautifull man that would to the sacrifice. To bad he hated her enough to kill her for his false god, her hand went to the cross at her neck, holding it tight and praying to god to spare her.

He could not, she was to beautifull, he started speaking with her trying to explain the honour of beeing sacrificed to Odin, but in the end it was impossible. Odins eyes was on him he know but he opened the cage anyway, took her hand and let her out. Told her to run for freedom.

She could not just leave him there, she wanted him to follow. She told him in the bad norse she learned during her time in captivity and somehow they kissed and he got a horse and they rode for the coast as fast as possible.

Trying to escape and live, not the easiest thing...

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virre (joined over 13 years ago)
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I think I should start using this site again

English is NOT my native language, and yet I write in it. With all the mistakes that follows. Such as I write wrong on some of the more common words there and their. Shamefully as it is , I should know the difference.

The fact that my inspiration for quick stories mostly comes while tired do not help the spelling either.

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vikings norse love tragedy

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