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"𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌"

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IN THE HIGHEST lands of the mountains in the heart of the winter, there once lived people who were different than all others. The snow felt like sunshine on their skin, their eyes were the sharpest turning the darkest nights and instead of warhorns, they had the chilling howl of a wolf sending them wherever they travelled.

They were Godsent. They were the honoured children of Fenrir, the wolf who would bring Ragnarök upon Midgard. They were honoured, feared and widely respected. Not even the strongest Vikings would have dared to face the Night Folk. But then Odin grew angry and chained the children of Fenrir, and now their souls are left to wander the empty forests and torture those who dare to wander too deep into their territory.

But that was just an old story, a legend that would keep children inside during the darkest nights and blizzards.

But there was a day when a girl with wolf's eyes ran in the forest of Norway, her sunrise coloured hair a mess of blood and leaves, her bright eyes filled with anger and panic.

And when Hvitserk Ragnarson saw the strange woman morph into a beast before his very eyes, he made a promise to the gods to find the girl and figure out what had happened to her and her folk.

For this was only supposed to be a story,

Right?