The Valkyrie & The Viking

The Valkyrie & The Viking

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For centuries, Svipul has flown over countless battlefields, choosing the slain and delivering them into the afterworlds. After living a life of only death, of watching the ends of lives unlived, all she wants is to become mortal and get away from the continuous violence. Then she meets Domstoll, a berserker possessed by a wolf spirit who, like her, wants nothing more than to be a normal human. Fighting for a common goal, the two of them team up and together go on a daring adventure through all the nine realms in an attempt to unravel that tricky thread of fate before their time runs out.
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' there is a wolf in the mist, and the gods have lied. ' FOR CENTURIES, the settlement of Mistrheimr has stood at the threshold of the unknown, where mist never lifts and gods do not answer. Each year, the fog creeps closer, swallowing land, shadow and breath alike. The people whisper of beings in the dark, cursed creatures that should not be freed. When the gods, the Aesir, demand a sacrifice, they do not choose the golden daughter, Sólveig, nor the seer who speaks in riddles, Saga. They choose Sigrnótt - the unwanted, the nightborn. Cast into the mist, she expects death. But in the heart of the forgotten land, she finds a god in chains. Bound by the final vestiges of Gleipnir, the unbreakable fetters designed by the gods themselves, the great wolf Fenrir waits - for blood, for vengeance, for the end of the world. The Aesir had feared his hunger and in their fear, had buried him in fog, caging not only his body but memory of his name. But Sigrnótt remembers. And when she speaks it, the mist stirs, the chains tremble and the echoes of old prophecies begin to whisper once more.

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