Lokilau Stories

"Jörmungandr will be your name my dear." Came the God of War's voice. Njord looked down at his newest daughter given to him by the Goddess of the moon. She held the small girl in her hands. The child's hair was deep green with black flecks like a serpents pattern along its scales. Jörmungandr looked up with her bright orange sunset serpent eyes. The beauty in which where held in them made Njord proud to have created this beautiful Goddess. " Jörmungandr Goddess of Serpents." Repeated The Goddess of the moon as she smiled placing a kiss to the girls head. Njord took his daughter in his arms lifting her up. "My dearest Jörmungandr. You will grow to a strong Goddess and conquer those whom doubt your power. Once of age you shall meet a god just as powerful as you and bring me my grand children whom shall hold such beauty as your own." Jörmungandr looked at her father curiously and reached for his cheeks. Though she could not understand his words yet she knew deep down by instinct that she was a Goddess whom become powerful like Odin's off springs.

A collection of imagines written for Halloween.