Reinhard woke up with a groan before he brought a hand to his head. He began massaging his forehead as his mind drifted back to the dream he had just had.
A cow.
He rubbed his temples as if he could press the images back into clarity. The creature had been enormous, towering over even the Frost Giants, and reached the other towering icy mountains.
It hadn't been hostile and only patient, it was a calm force that didn't belong to anything he could explain.
He'd seen it lick the ice and saw it seemed to enjoy it as if that was its purpose. Then the giant action surprised him as it began feeding from the massive cow, and that image refused to leave him.
Reinhard sat up, eyes unfocused. "Odin… Are those really your experiences?" The words slipped out before he could stop them, barely above a whisper.
The question was left unanswered.
