That night, under a sky boiled with stars, Astryr and the village gather beside the water. He tells them his tale: of waves that could swallow ships, of men who stayed true, of a war-band bested not by hate but by resolve. The village listens, and the young lad who fought beside Astryr swells with pride, cheeks burning.
That night, under a sky boiled with stars, Astryr and the village gather beside the water. He tells them his tale: of waves that could swallow ships, of men who stayed true, of a war-band bested not by hate but by resolve. The village listens, and the young lad who fought beside Astryr swells with pride, cheeks burning.