#uaghhhhhh

I’m soo fucking mad

In the carriages behind them the window is no bar to the giant raging fire of an ever-dying star that reaches rends seizes poor doomed frey no weapon no defense as his void-burnt flesh is flayed his sister freya watches but her new throat cannot scream as odr her husband fades as though a dream in the now-eternal instant of her loss her eyes grow wet but instead of tears what falls is golden red as the final sunset the silver and the platinum of etchings on the wall reach to her her melting skin their cold embrace appalls as she fuses to the core of this abomination train always watching but stripped of any way to voice her pain she sees as tyr regrows the hand he lost to fenrir's blade as he fights the teeth of rabid garm whose mind like sand has slipped away but no new limb will save his blood from garm's devouring jaw though his fingers find his heart and they mergw dead upon the floor and cosmic madness reigns