Creation

Disclaimer: Not mine, never was. I humbly disclaim Julian and his sexiness.

Authors Note: One shot, short and sweet. Probably a drabble if I take time to count the words.

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The knife came down, the stroke driven deeply into the stave. It began to pulse in the crocodilian hands, the light beginning to collect in the lines and grooves, taking on a more corporeal shape. A final brilliant flash of blue-white light blinded the chanting occupants of the vast cavern in the deeps of Niflheim.

When the light faded, a figure stood in the centre of the cavern, body covered in brilliant frost, hair matching the ice crystals. He opened his eyes, the blue flame in them turned violet by the Kenaz-created light, throwing it back at his gnarled and disfigured creators.

Julian smirked. It was time to play.