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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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A Strange Woman, A Strange Night.

The woman stood above Tyr with a knife but there was nothing malicious about her intent or Tyr's body would have reacted in one way or another like it did before.

It was like he was on alert 24/7 even though he was a human, the aura he gave off was that of a demon.

She had a strange expression on her face as she ducked down to remove the cover around his body, it was cold so Tyr had to use something to shield himself with.

However, the lady proceeded to try and cut it apart but the moment her hand touched him, Tyr grabbed her neck instinctively.

He couldn't see who it was but Tyr was not a heavy sleeper and his body reacted without him even thinking.

"What are you doing?" Tyr questioned her but the lady didn't know what to say, she just stared at Tyr hopelessly.

Tyr realized at that moment why she had snuck into his cell, it wasn't to take his life but to take something from him.