[There's no need to rush. There's no sun that will rise out there in the darkness of space, no candles to mark the passage of time as they hold each other and Odinson tries to show her that this doesn't need to be something to fear. His good humour is ever present as they explore each other, helpful when things go awry (as they always do- a god bedding a mortal always calls for some adjustments).
It has been a long time since he fell asleep with someone in his arms. He is glad to have Hayame here as he does. When he sleeps, he does not dream of a masked woman taking his name and his place or of crushing failure and hopelessness.
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It has been a long time since he fell asleep with someone in his arms. He is glad to have Hayame here as he does. When he sleeps, he does not dream of a masked woman taking his name and his place or of crushing failure and hopelessness.
He dreams of long black hair caught in the wind.]