Vinland: Anohana
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  • Parts 24
  • Time 3h 53m
  • Reads 63
  • Votes 7
  • Parts 24
  • Time 3h 53m
Ongoing, First published Nov 27, 2022
Mature
"First of all, you're only older by 2 weeks. Secondly, Forsten couldn't touch me in a thousand years even if he tried." Davina bantered. Forsten snickered and bumped his shoulder against Mavis. The redhead handed the sword back to its rightful owner, she could feel the weight pulling on her shoulder. She was never made for war, she was just never born for fighting but for healing as her mother was born to do. In truth she despised weapons, she hated killing of any kind really and she found dark humor in that simply because she was bred to be Viking.
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