Meet Tryggve Beardaughter. Seventeen when they hanged him. Thirty-seven now, still wearing the face of the boy on the scaffold, because the god who saved him has a vicious sense of humour.
He is theatrical. He is exhausting. He once fought a mountain lion mostly out of spite and narrated the entire thing. He is prophesied to bring down kingdoms and would trade all of it, every gift and every curse, for one person to look at him and stay.
The man he's walking towards already looked away once.
BEARDAUGHTER AND THE ROAD TO CORA. Dark fantasy comedy, webnovel, updating on Tapas! 🐣 Link!










