Idunn (![]() ![]() @ 2009-05-09 01:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | frigg, idun |
Idun and Open
Who: Idun and OPEN
Where: Central Park
When: Friday, midday
Rating/Warnings: None as yet
The city was cold. Colder, Idun thought with a shiver, than it had any right to be. It wasn't natural, this snowfall, but it didn't take a Goddess of the Springtime to work that out. All around the park was blanketed with snow and Idun reached out to run her hand inches above it, wishing to melt it all and bring light to the plants buried beneath. This was supposed to be her time, not the time of ice and snow.
She had taken residence at a hotel for now for now, in a nice but small room with little more than a bed and a mini bar, and a box under the bed that looked so old and battered but was more precious than anything. Only time would tell whether she would buy a home here.
But she hated this cold that made her shudder and draw herself down further into the big coat she'd had to buy that morning. It wouldn't always be like this, and she had come knowing that the city would not be right. I wish, she thought as she looked across the park slowly, her breath a nimbus in front of her, that I had understood exactly how not right it would be. Perhaps it was here that she was needed more than anywhere right now.