“A torrential waterfall tumbled into the valley. They were now climbing steadily up the charcoal-black mountains along a treacherous track. And all the while, hail pelted them and shrill winds whipped their cloaks. Freya’s breath froze and her lashes were laced with ice. Her lungs hurt every time she breathed. Perched at the top of a high precipice loomed Thrymheim, Thjazi’s sullen storm-home, hewn out of iron-grey rock and lashed with snow and whirling winds. It rose out of the freezing fog lik...e a dungeon tossed above ground. They dismounted, drenched, out of sight of the giant’s lair. Freya’s numb feet were soaked. Gods, she hated having wet feet. Why couldn’t the Gods do their own dirty work? she thought rebelliously, slopping through the slimy snow. She staggered under the weight of Snot’s sodden cloak, which hung heavy from her shoulders. She gritted her teeth. The moment she’d been dreading had arrived. They left Sleipnir, trembling after his long climb, hidden in a dip in the rocks a short distance from the hideous hall.MoreLessRead More Read Less
You can download books for free in various formats, such as epub, pdf, azw, mobi, txt and others on book networks site. Additionally, the entire text is available for online reading through our e-reader. Our site is not responsible for the performance of third-party products (sites).
User Reviews: