skadi_winter
"I have no fear, for when I die I know I will hear the Valkyries cry. As they carry me to Odin's hall up high. There i will drink my share of mead and hear my brothers sing."
All she sees when she closes her eyes is the image of a bloody warrior who left to fight.Then she opens them,realising that he was her own father,hurt by his wife's and daughter's death.It was only her,Torch,the only inheritor,left into the wind's destiny.Looking at Bjørgvin's warriors,Torch's childhood wish grows more and more.She wants to be one of them,to live by the sword,to fight for the truth and lose for the death. However,living in the middle of a crashed world,Torch needs someone to guid her.Grim,a young warrior with royal blood in his veins lights her road of becoming what she always wanted. And in the end,it's only Torch,her bow and arrow.