The Rebirth of the Völva - 01
BlessAfter sailing in a frozen sleep state, carried by the Ocean’s arms, the Seeress finally arrives to land. Maybe she slept for a day, for a week,…, maybe for years…
A butterfly rests in her hand, while the ice melts away, melting together with her memories, those that which not to stay.
She finally wakes up, her eyes open…
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Where am I?
Why can’t my eyes see like they used to?, flowing through time like pages from an ancient book, like a hand on the body of a beloved one…
Who are you, tiny butterfly? Can you speak?
Do you want me to follow you?
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