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Author: * Yngvildr Scylding -
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Date: Dec 23, 2002 - 19:05
Yngvildr, after having drunk with her new Danish friend to the wellbeing of their kindred, excuses herself:
"It seems that the fire over there needs to be taken care of. I shall be back in a moment…"
Whilst dealing with the sad remnants of the embers and kindling a few new logs, she has time for a little musing. Being finally aware of her surroundings again she notices that Ingvoldr and Widimir sit closely together, absorbed by talking to each other - 'Everybody is having such a good time right now but where on earth is my dear friend Frøydis? I have not seen her for some time now. I would like to introduce Hrothgar to her, I am sure he is a man to her liking….'
Moving back to her place she catches the sight of Ingvoldr who has a very strange expression on her face. And Widimir is nowhere to be seen... What's going on over there?
Suddenly, the entrance door opens…
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