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REWRITING
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Sálardauði - Soul Death (Icelandic)
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And my heart was pumping, chest was screaming
Mind was running, nose was bleeding
Put my hands up, put my hands up
I told this k...
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"Don't allow others to control the direction of your life"
-Unknown
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Sigrid gasps as she awakes, her body hurt to all hell and she could feel a throbbing in her head.
She groans as she sits up and stands almost collapsing if it wasn't for the arms that quickly circle around her waist and pulls her up.
"Careful Sig", Grenn says.
She stands on her feet and closes her eyes resting against him.
"What happened?", she asks almost as a whisper.
"You passed out just as we were exiting the tunnel, Jon made it back before us", Grenn says.
Sigrid nods and he sits her down on the bed kneeling in front of her, her long blond hair falling down her shoulders and tired blue eyes looking at her hands.
"Measter Aemon said you'd be fine, you just need to rest and ease off the work, he said you'd be in pain due to all the work you put yourself through, thank you", Grenn says.
Sigrid looks to him and smiles slightly understanding why he was thanking her.
He nods and stands kissing her forehead.
"You're my sister Siggy, ever since I said the words, you don't have to fight alone" he says.
She nods and he helps her stand.
Grenn helps Sigrid get dressed before slowly walking outside with her.
Sigrid flinches at the sudden light and walks a little further seeing the men training.
She was home but this was no time for her to celebrate, the dead march on and they needed to be ready.
"I know what your thinking", Grenn says.
"They need to train, we all do", she says, "I will push the pain away if I have to Grenn".
Grenn sighs and walks away from her, knowing only one guy can really talk some sense into her.
