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Valkyries Calling - Chapter 59: The West Burns
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... s twisted and blackened as if struck by the hand of Surtr himself.
Smoke clung to the tide like mourning cloth, casting a veil over the blood-red horizon. Gull-cries pierced the silence, circling above the scorched fjord where once King Olaf’s fleet had rested; now reduced to cinders and cinders only.
Jarl Ármóðr stood atop the blackened battlements of Jomsborg, wind teasing the timber watchtower overhead, the scent of salt and smoke thick in his nostrils.
His hand rested ...
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