A golden Cradle stood on the steps of an 18th century old brick house, the streets stood vacant with nothing but the pattern of street lamps. It was quite; yet peaceful thought the Norse Goddess. White freshly fallen snow coated the once green grass and the woman as beautiful- with hair as bright as the Flames from MUSPELL and eyes that shine like gold its self, stood smiling sadly above it. Upon seeing the Exquisite woman's face the small Infant let out a yarning cry; as if pleading the woman not to leave. The Goddess Stroked the child's face "Do not fret, my darling" she cooed as a snow flake fell from the sky and landed on the Infants nose almost dissolving instantly; the child giggled happily waving her arms around. Skadi gently caught the child's hand and let her lips fall to the baby's porcelain skin. Gold clashed against gold as they stared into each other's eyes
"Hello? Is someone there?" Startled she broke away and noticed the Porch light was on; and if she listens closely she could hear the faint steps of a man walking her way with hast she arose from her knees, ignoring her damp gown, she made it half way down the stoned steeps before she turned and looked over her shoulder now at the crying baby and pain filled her every being "Fate will bring back together, my child". The Demigod watched helplessly as she saw the goddess vanish in the cold winter night. Perks