RIORDANVERSE • The Winter of Winters (Apocalypse AU)

[soloflight]

It has begun.

The Norse call it Fimbulvetr. The final winter, the winter of winters. A winter unlike any other the world has seen, lasting as long as three normal winters with no summers in between. Biting winds, snow from all directions, the earth plunged into unprecedented cold. And mankind will become so desperate for food and survival that all laws and morals will fall away.

Yet it is only the beginning of the end of the world.

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[soloflight]

[ Unless it’s a dance move? Huh. Weren’t the Greeks supposed to be the ones who knew how to party? You know, with Dionysius and all.

But that’s really not important right now, so Jacen doesn’t say anything. Instead he looks towards the garage Piper’s referring to, and nods. ]

Okay. I’ll hold the spell as long as I can.

[ And he’ll try his very best to give her more time to take to the skies without being battered by the blizzard. But just a few minutes after he and his polar bear make it to the garage, his control slips from exhaustion and the spell dies, the ice and frosty winds returning with a vengeance.

At the same time, a jolt of pain goes through his body like a lightning strike, and he collapses on the back of the bear, nearly losing consciousness from the pain. Damn runic magic. Why were the Norse such masochists? ]