but still in awe, I walk outside with Forseti, the Æsir god of justice and truth. He was tall and eloquantly attired in appearance and chatted away merrily with me like an old friend, pointing at different places telling me their names and functions. "Here is the Valgrind Atrium and Lobby which is great for shopping. You can get anything there, whatever you desire." He waved his hand, "and over there is the gigantic central lake and further on are the ski slopes of Asgard." He paused admiring the view breathing deeply the pleasant air while I took it all in.

"I can get anything there eh?" muttering out loud. He nodded.

Well a new sword might go down well seeing as the old one was notched in a few places along the blade. Came from hitting too much bone... I grinned and looked down at my bloodstained sword as I drew it out of its sheath. I hadn't even cleaned it and the blood had caked dry on it...a reminder of the sudden changes of fate. I knew then that I would enjoy this place and that the other existence I had was a pale shadow of everything here and could never be compared to it.

Forseti turned and smiled. "Well must be off." he pulled out his card and handed it to me. "Drop by sometime for a visit. You can find me most days over at Glitnir. You cant miss it. Its the silver roofed hall with gold pillars spreading out rays of light. Just jump in a cab if you dont want to walk...", his voice trailed off as he moved away. "Thanks I will!", I shouted behind him.

Now about that sword...I thought to myself as I wandered off in the direction of the Atrium and lobby complex.