Idun; Goddess of Youth (maidimmortal) wrote in history_dot_com, @ 2012-10-17 23:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | ~bragi, ~idun |
A Winter's Tale [First winter of their marriage] (Tag: Bragi)
When Idun blinked, it felt like she always imagined being born felt. There had been no comprehension before this, not a single noise or image or proper thought. When she blinked, it cleared tears from her eyes and Idun realized that thinking of this as though she had just entered this world was far nicer than thinking of herself as frozen before this moment.
As tears gently rolled down her cheeks, Idun breathed in her first gasp of air, and her lungs protested as new lungs sometimes do, and as frozen lungs always do. She tried very hard to ignore this, to ignore how the second explanation for her troubled gasp was more likely than the first. But there was no denying how cold it was, and if she'd only just been born, how was she already wrapped in a warm, soft blanket? No, she had been frozen. And if she'd been frozen, that meant there had been sights and sounds and thoughts. Idun was missing pieces. She was missing all sorts of Hows and Wheres and Whys.
Every important piece, really.
She swallowed, closing her eyes against the harshness of the sky. How had she come here? How was it that Idun found herself frozen in such a terrible, haunted place?
A flood of remembrance refused to come. The only images were pieces of a puzzle that Idun could not even begin to understand. It was just so, so cold. Idun remembered the sensation of falling, but not the reasons for the fall. She knew she had seen horrors and she had been shedding silent tears, but the visions escaped her and she only truly remembered the tears she had just shed.
Another breath was drawn into her lungs, and she was still drowning in the cold, but she opened her eyes again anyway. Idun turned her head to the side, and the endless white was blocked by a man. By her husband. By Bragi.
"Oh..." she whispered. There was still so much ice in her blood. She couldn't do much beyond breathing out the word. How long had he been there? The question had an obvious answer. It warmed her in such a beautiful, terribly sad way. Idun never realized how long he would wait for her. She understood it now. She understood it, but it was still so tragically sad. His cheeks looked so pale. There was ice everywhere.
"Bragi...you look so cold..." He needed to be under the blanket too. Idun couldn't let him freeze as well. She moved her hand, found the edge of the blanket. Touching it revealed it wasn't a blanket at all, but that wasn't important. Idun tried to cover Bragi with one side of it anyway.