My dragon, you never got to experience this world, but I know Freyja chose you as one of her own. Your mother and I will see you on the other side, and it will be as it was meant. Your mother misses watching you grow, I miss the time we would spend together on the road.
You are loved always.
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What sort of dream is this Odin
I dreamed I arose before dawn
To clear up Val-hall for slain people
I aroused the Einheriar
Bade them get up to strew the benches,
clean the beer cups,
the Valkyries to serve wine
for the arrival of a prince.
You are that prince my son.
May the helm of terror protect you long
May the Valkyries accept you as their own
May you be brave
Turn to Freyja for life and love.
and Huginn and Muninn for wisdom.
Save a seat for me.
Hail the victorious dead!
Skoll!
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