Divided Chapter 30 Assignment: 64379-01
Agent: Colin M. Denehy
Upon my return to Asgard yesterday to a virtually empty house save for Hal and Vesta, I decided to ride for the palace. Hal said the family en masse had set out for the palace shortly after I'd headed for the longhouses. There is much to do to prepare for the funeral rites so I was told and I wished to see, however irreverent it might seem, the rituals being performed in person. At the very least it would distract me from the mass of confusion that was my brain at the moment.
Along the shores of the great western ocean at the farthest edge of the city proper lies a half circle of six stone ships facing out across the water. At their tips lie another stone ship which dwarfs the other six in sheer size. Probably three of the smaller ships could fit inside the larger one. If you need a reference to what I'm seeing, picture a miniature Stonehenge like structure, about waist high,
Divided Chapter 29The preternatural quiet of the palace lay heavy on his ears. At the end of the hall before the great gilded doors stood Thor, his hands clasped before him, Jane to his left, looking up at him. He could see Thor had been crying even from a distance away and it unnerved him. Thor opened his arm and caught him in a hard embrace.
“Thank you for coming so swiftly, brother. Old Clotho has been at his side all night as has mother. There is naught to be done. Let us pay our respects while he may yet hear us.”
Frigga looked up from her chair beside the bed when the door opened. She was sitting in a padded chair, a tome in her lap, holding Odin's hand and he was struck by how she seemed to have aged so over the past season. A smile brightened her face, melting away a few seasons.
“Boys,” her voice was soft, “Come, he knows you are here.”
All at once he felt panic stricken as he had when he was a boy, knowing he must face his father for whatever reason, b