So you desire a prophecy my visiter. descend into darkness as brother will fight against brother, the only victors, the gods of rage and madness. Does this pretend the twilight of our world, is this Lokatímir? The Serpent. The Fire Giant, The Wolf... they may be upon us. If Ysgramor looks on from Sovngarde, his heart can only be filled with woe. this is all I have to share go now.
Rated: T - English - Sci-Fi/Fantasy - Chapters: 5 - Words: 22,324 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 18 - Follows: 19 - Updated: 12/25/2019 - Published: 12/25/2018