*Anders*
Eleanor hasn’t left the longhouse since we returned without Erik, though in her defense, she looks like she could give birth any day. I had listened to her tell Mani it was her job to come up with a story of his death, and it seemed like a sweet idea. However, I can overhear her telling yet another tale to someone in the village.
“The snake that drips venom over Loki broke free and left!” she tells an older man who listens to her intently, and I think he may actually believe her. “He tracked him down and dragged him back to the cave. He’s back in his place, but he bit my father in the process of it.”
“Oh my,” he tells her with wide eyes. “He was always so brave.”
I shake my head. I’ve heard three different stories from the child, each more wild than the last. The earth
