“Braains– wait, what?”
Your muse is 94 when he becomes zombified. Being a Jotun is difficult. Becoming a zombie at the age of 94 doesn’t help things. Phil spends the regular time in quarantine as other zombified citizens, then an extra two years under medical observation (although he’s allowed to come and go as he pleases) because nobody’s sure how he’s going to be affected. As it turns out, he’s okay– at least physically.
He watches more than a hundred years roll by, long enough for solar power to become the default energy provider for most of Earth. He’s proud to say that, in his little corner of the world, he was able to help with that– behind the scenes, of course, quietly and without fanfare, as is his nature. But those who truly know him, have a very special nickname for him. It translates roughly to “Winter Who Brings Summer”.
