Mamma feeding us once again
On the evening of the fifth day Lena spotted the tops of the Uppsala territory posts in the misty dusk. It marked the line into neutral ground, and a sigh of relief rippled through the caravan as they passed between two pillars. Lena sucked in a deep breath as her horse plodded past the nearest post and looked up at it, her face chilled from the dew as she clutched at the reins and the high pommel of her saddle.
And then something tapped gently at the back of her mind.
Lena froze in her saddle and listened, her heart in her throat as the tapping continued.
Greetings.
Or, the second and most likely final fic of my enjoyably messy Viking/Seer AU, this time from Lena’s eyes. Please read the tags and author’s note before proceeding, and I hope you enjoy reading! <3
Need some luck with a rental application I have pending, hoping the potato can help me out.
Need this one, pretty sure I'm about to get laid off...
You’re both FANTASTIC writers! I wish I was as good as both of you!
@texanredrose
YOU WONT SAY IT ON DISCORD? FINE
WE’LL HANDLE THIS IN PUBLIC
bishova <3
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no money, no house, and only a single avocado
no money
Does this need an explanation?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
alright gonna scream for a while now
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This dog conveys more emotion than half of the actors in the MCU.
“Louis was used to getting up for his morning walk at 10. Schedule changed and morning walk time is now 6am. He was not emotionally prepared for this.”
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