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The Son Of Ragnar

One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!

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Crossroads

Raum The Old never had a very sick sense of humor and these men were about to be his punchline, the battle did not last long but the imprint it left in Asmund's mind was enough to break him. He was overcome with guilt and even Xenophanes could not bring himself to kill a single child. Askild had no problems cutting them as well as a few other Vikings.

"Asmund! Snap out of it brother!" Birger screamed, the battle was not over and Asmund's eyes showed horror because why did he recognize these children?

He should not be able to recognize a single one if they were Raum's warriors.

"What is going on?" Asmund muttered under his breath, Birger caught on too because he saw multiple kids he knew, cut down like dogs and they found this out too late.

"STOP!!!" Asmund screamed but his voice was drowned out by the clanking of swords, but he already knew it was too late.