#senua

She is thinking in all the pieces, all the fragments that helped her here. We know all of them. All the signs. We can see them clearly. All connected, all meaningful. Yes!

fic: in the core of everything drums a beat

[Senua’s Saga: Hellblade II; Mature, WIP, a Thórgestr-centric Redemption Arc fic with slowburn Senua/Thórgestr - read the new chapter on AO3 here]

[chapter one | chapter two | chapter three | chapter four | chapter five | excerpts post one | excerpts post two | full hellblade fic masterpost]

“There was a moment,” Senua says, before Thórgestr can think of anything else to say or do.  “When Áleifr was on the ground, everyone looked to me, waiting for what I would do.  Who I would become.  And I felt it.  The same shadow in me, the pull of the Tyrant.  How it might feel to be honored, loved, feared.  The way everyone calls me Giantsbane now, I…” Clarity comes to him again.  Recognition.  “You’re afraid, too.” A fire is kindled by another fire.

Well, since AO3 is back!!!!! :D

Thanks everyone for your patience on the release of this chapter! HUGE shout outs to my beta team, and especially @eisoj5 @stitchingatthecircuitboard @ichabodjane and @laurenplayspeople with this one. Thank you, friends! <3