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Brynhild Ingouf (brynhild_ingouf) wrote in spinningcompass,

"Loki, I had to bury all my children, and most of my grandchildren before I reached my first century. My first millennia I had seen wars, and illnesses that had wiped out whole civilizations. The Black plague wiped out over half of Europe alone." The memory of those years had her reaching back behind her in effort to get another bottle. She made a noise of disgust that her arm was not quite long enough. But she faced him again, when faced with that truth. "There was no saving them. And my daughters don't need me, they have been without me long enough by now that they have got on just fine. They want me, I guess, but want and need are very different things. And Zu, she has you, and your family." Bryn wasn't even sure she'd be missed. "And now her father has returned. So she does not need me at all." She shrugged as if it saying the words didn't feel like a giant plunging sword to the heart.

What she didn't realize was that her cheeks were wet, and stained with crimson tears. "As for what I learned... Everything that I know. I'm only two hundred years into my second millennia. I'm sure there's much more for me to learn, or will be. First, I must start with rebuilding how I was though." She leaned toward him as if it were a secret, and whispered loudly. "I've gotten very soft."