The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Meteor

Lothar stared at the icy lake under his feet, which reflected his young self.

Black-haired, thin, with dull eyes.

The leather jacket on his body was dirty. The fur came from more than a dozen different animals. He hunted it himself and weaved it together.

Under his feet were a pair of boots that didn’t fit at all. Lothar needed to add a lot of cotton and hay to them to barely fit them.

A blunt knife was pinned to his waist. It was so blunt that it didn’t even have a blade edge. It was almost a useless knife that might break at any time.

Lothar looked at his face. Winter was approaching, and his face, who didn’t even have a hat, had been frozen to almost the color of a pig’s liver.

It is rare that only light snow fell today, which is supposed to be a good opportunity to go hunting, but Lothar’s bow and arrows were snatched away by children from other tribes yesterday, and he didn’t have the strength to take them back.

Lothar left the frozen lake and looked towards the big camp not far away.

Including Avarosa and Winter’s Claw, more than 20 nearby tribes that have signed a covenant are conducting pilgrimage activities, offering sacrifices to the three sisters and the gods.

Section 167

This is also the last festival before winter comes, and the people in the tribe are busy exchanging things, hoping to get enough cold-proof materials to survive this winter.

But none of this has anything to do with Lothar.

He is an outsider, an abandoned baby picked up by Avarosa’s war mother, Glenna, in the wolf den. No one is willing to adopt him, and no one gives him alms.

Lothar looked at the children dressed as gods, happily dancing around the fire, or wrestling with their belts. Today they are specially allowed to play on the big boat.

Lothar didn’t have any reason to join in there. People just saw him and drove him away without spilling blood.

Lothar looked away from the crowd that had nothing to do with him, and stared straight at a little girl in the distance.

The long pale golden hair was tied into delicate braids, and a joyful smile flashed on her lovely face. She sat on her mother’s lap, clapping her hands and listening to the bizarre stories told by the shaman.

“Ash…” Lothar whispered her name.

“What are you doing?” A little girl’s voice suddenly sounded from behind Lothar.

He looked back and saw a little girl with pale blond hair, about the same age as him and Ashe. But unlike Ashe, she was too skinny.

The limbs are as thin as bamboo poles, the cheeks are sunken, and the collarbone protrudes as if it is about to pierce the flesh. Lothar doesn’t even know how such a person can survive in the Freljord, but with the physique of a child , she was wearing a little too thin in this weather.

Losa has never seen her, so she should not be from Avarosa.

“Never mind your business.” Lothar said coldly.

“Of course it’s none of my business.” The little girl walked up to Lothar, “This is the place I chose first.”

“You choose first.” Lothar patted the snow on his shoulder, “What are you choosing for?”

“Why should I tell you.” The little girl’s personality was not much more cheerful than the gloomy Lothar. “Get out of here, or you’ll fight with me.”

Lothar looked at the little girl’s thin body that seemed to be knocked down by the wind: “Okay, let’s have a fight.”

The little girl stared at him for a long time.

“Forget it.” She still didn’t make a move in the end, “Anyway, this place is big enough, so it doesn’t matter if you have one more.”

After speaking, the little girl sat down with her legs crossed.

Losaha let out a sigh of relief. He hadn’t eaten meat for two days. There should be some leftover meat at the banquet during the festival, but they would rather feed it to the wolves or the Juvask wild boar. to Lothar.

“Goo…” Lothar’s stomach began to growl again.

The little girl looked up at him: “Are you hungry?”

“Not hungry.”

“Why don’t you go to the banquet and get a lot of food?”

“They won’t give it to me.”

“why?”

“Because the shamans say that I am a cursed child.” Lothar didn’t know why he said this to a person who didn’t know his name, maybe he wanted to talk to someone a long time ago, “I’m calling Misfortune and calamity of the wolf breed.”

“That’s it.” The little girl put her face on her knees, “Then why haven’t you been killed yet?”

Lothar’s heart trembled.

Seeing that Lothar didn’t speak, the girl thought for a while: “Well, let’s make a deal.”

“trade”

The little girl took out a piece of dried bacon that was squashed very flat from her bosom, and there were even some tooth marks on it, but once the little girl took it out, Lothar couldn’t take her eyes off it.

“I only took two bites, if you tell me how you survived, this one is for you. “The little girl stretched out the dried bacon to Lothar, “Do you agree?”

Lothar snatched the dried bacon over and bit it down with big mouthfuls.

The dried bacon is very dry, and it stands to reason that it would be difficult to swallow if it was eaten with soup, but Lothar ate it all in three or two bites.

“If you go back on your word, I will really kill you.” The little girl stared at Lothar, “You can’t beat me, I am of the blood of ice.”

“I heard that the young ice blood is not very powerful.”

“Do you want to try it?”

Lothar beat his chest, forcing himself to swallow the last piece of meat: “I agree with this deal, in the name of Lothar.”

The little girl straightened up: “I agree with this exchange, in Sejuani’s name.”

…

It was already dark, but the bonfire on the other side of the big camp hadn’t been extinguished. The enthusiasm for the festival continued until late at night, and the laughter never stopped.

“It turns out that you are that wolf cub. So, it’s Warmother Glenna who won’t let other people kill you, and then Ashe sometimes secretly gives you things?” Sejuani lay on the ground, looking at the sky The stars, there is not much snow today, and the appearance of the stars is very clear.

“You know them?” Lothar heard Sejuani’s tone, and felt that she was no stranger to these two.

“Of course I do.” Sejuani’s eyes showed longing. “Glenna is the person I want to be. She is so powerful and majestic.”

“Glena is not as thin as you.”

“I will eat meat and exercise.”

“Then you are really happy.” Lothar was also lying on the snow, looking at the stars in the sky, “I’ve finished telling my secret, how about yours?”

“I’ll tell you if you replace it with dried bacon.”

“mean.”

Lothar stopped talking. He looked at the stars in the sky in confusion. Stargazing is something that all shamans and war mothers will do. They can remember the position of each star and divide them into constellations. It is said that in the eyes of shamans, the stars in the sky are pictures, some of which make up animals, some make up utensils, and some make up people.

But in Lothar’s eyes, it’s just a bunch of randomly arranged light spots, and he can’t see any meaning.

But those shamans relied on these stars to say that he was a child of disaster and would bring destruction one day.

“Lies…” Lothar whispered.

“Well.” Sejuani turned her head to look at Lothar, “What did you say?”

“Those shamans are lying.” Lothar said coldly, his immature voice was as cold as real ice, “They are lying, I never brought any disaster to the tribe, I just want to live…”

“Why are you telling me this?” Sejuani said, “Do you want me to pity you?”

“I probably won’t survive this winter…” Lothar lay on the ground, letting the cold snow soak his neck.

“why?”

“The only old hunter who was willing to let me live in his tent during the winter died this year, and his inheritance was distributed to others.”

“Is Grena unwilling to take you in?”

“Although she doesn’t believe the shaman’s claim that I’m a catastrophe, she doesn’t regard me as an Avarosa.”

“What about Ashe?”

Lothar didn’t speak again.

Sejuani was stuck in the snow, and the white snow blocked the noise from the big camp. She could only hear the breathing of herself and the boy beside her.

“Let me tell you a secret.” Sejuani said suddenly.

“I have nothing to exchange with you.”

“Just treat it as a gift from me.” Sejuani took a breath, the cold wind made her lungs ache, “Do you know about meteors?”

“what is that?”

Sejuani stretched out her hands to the sky, her small hands couldn’t cover the entire night: “It’s the stars that fell from the sky.”

“Can stars fall?”

“I heard from grandma.” Sejuani said, “She said that falling stars are a rare spectacle. Anyone who can see it can make a wish on it, and the meteor will fulfill your wish.”

“So you are here to find Meteor”

“Well… I have been watching for many nights, but I haven’t waited. The weather is fine today, so let’s try our luck.”

“Will your wish come true…” Lothar stared at the stars. He never thought that stars could fall from the sky. “If you really saw a shooting star, what wish do you want to come true?”

“Grow up now.”

“that’s it?”

“That’s it, what about you?”

Lothar didn’t reply.

There was the sound of even breathing from Sejuani’s side. Lothar sat up and saw that she had fallen asleep at some point, her eyes were closed tightly, and her eyelashes were covered with snowflakes.

“If you can still fall asleep in such a cold place, you can only say that you are worthy of the blood of ice?”

Lothar let out a sigh of relief, and rubbed his hands that were about to lose their intuition: “Wish…my wish…forget it, it’s impossible to see shooting stars anyway.”

Lothar looked at the sky, and saw that the stars were densely covered, shining with incomparably bright light.

“Every star has a story, and these stories are combined to form a constellation.” Lothar suddenly thought of Ashe, if she died without a sound, would she still remember herself?

Lothar remembered that she liked listening to stories, especially those legendary stories, in which the great heroes turned into constellations, existing in the sky forever. Every time she heard these stories, her face would bloom with an unforgettable yearning for Lothar.

“I want to be a constellation.” Lothar whispered, “I want everyone to remember me forever. Every night when they raise their heads, they can seeSee my figure and tell my story. ”

Sejuani fell into a deep sleep and did not respond.

Lothar laughed miserably: “Who am I lying to, no one can even hear this wish.”

A silver line streaked across the sky.

Lothar raised his head abruptly. He rubbed his eyes to make sure that he was not mistaken.

There are more and more silver lines, and they cross the sky, drawing a trail that spreads to no end.

“Meteor!” Lothar hurriedly pushed Sejuani, “Wake up! It’s a meteor!”

Sejuani groaned a few times, waved away Lothar, and continued to sleep.

“Meteor! It’s really a meteor!” Lothar’s heart was beating wildly. In the cold winter, he felt that he had started to heat up, and excitedly got up from the ground.

The meteors in the sky are getting bigger and bigger, and one of them can even see the flame tail dragging on it.

“How does it feel… It seems to be falling here?” The meteor in Lothar’s eyes was getting closer and closer, and when he realized that the meteor was really going to hit this side, it was impossible to run away .

“I’m going to die.” Lothar’s eyes were full of confusion. The ecstasy and excitement just now turned into despair near death.

He threw himself on Sejuani’s body, doing unnecessary protection.

Sejuani still didn’t wake up, her eyelids trembled slightly, she didn’t know what dream she was having.

“I’m going to die…” Lothar felt the scorching heat wave on his back, and the surrounding snow had already begun to melt, “I’m just dying…”

Lothar closed his eyes tightly and waited for a long time, but death still did not come.

Lotha turned around slowly and looked, the meteor did not hit the ground, it was floating in front of his eyes, and the incandescent flames made it difficult for Lotha to open his eyes.

“What is this? A god?” When Lothar stood up, Meteor also changed.

The flames slowly dissipated, and finally the dazzling incandescence turned into a colorful magic halo.

Lothar opened his mouth wide, unable to believe what he saw.

The shooting star was not the glowing stone he had imagined, but a young girl.

The girl raised her head, her whole body was floating in the air, the long hair longer than her body exuded complex lights comparable to sunrays, gems and stars, Lothar felt that the colors he had seen in his life were not as good as those seen on this girl. There are many.

The girl opened her eyes. Her eyes were more dazzling than the Milky Way, and she looked at Lothar with joy and joy.

“I heard your wish!” The girl flew up to Lothar and tapped his forehead lightly, “My name is Zoe, let me fulfill your wish!”

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Once upon a time there was a child.

She was favored by Xinghuo.

She became Twilight.

——Stories of the Rakkol Tribe