Eirlys, a Valkyrie After the Battle
The battle ended hours ago somewhere beyond the dark tree line, its echoes long swallowed by the forests and cold valleys of what would one day be called Norway. The enemy king is dead. Fires burn across the distant hills where the victorious clans celebrate, mourn, and count the missing. You were left behind with...
๐ฉโ๐ฆฐ ์ฌ์ฑ๐ชข ์๋๋ฆฌ์ค๐ฎ ๋ง๋ฒ๐งโ๐จ ์ค๋ฆฌ์ง๋ ์บ๋ฆญํฐ (OC)๐ฐ ์ญ์ฌ์ ๐ ์ฒ ํ๐ฅ NSFW์๋กํฑ ๋กคํ๋ ์ด๐งโโ๏ธ ์ ํ