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At first all she felt was that she was falling fast then she hit the ground. Underneath her she felt mud. She slowly got up off the dirty ground and looked around. I must be on midgard she thought. Just then a little girl came up to her and looked and looked at her.
"Can you tell me where I am?" She asked the little girl. Then the little girl grabbed her hand and started to walk soon came upon a modest cottage.
The little girl took her inside but once in side she let go of her hand and into talk to the elder in the room and started to talk excitedly. Soon the elder motion for the new comer to come closer. He examined her with his eyes making her nervous under his judgment. Then he welcomed her and she received hugs from all the members of her new family.
The next day she went out to the Fields with the others but once out there they where shocked to see a large sword in the middle of the field. She more than the others. Why had grandfather sent her sword?
She walked up to it and wrapped her hand around it slowly. Then pulled as hard as she could but it didn't budge. She tried again and again till she got blisters on her hands but it was to no avail. Then she noticed there was writing on the blade. 'When you know who you are you shall wield this blade again'. She thought to herself I know exactly who I am though. She returned to help her new family in the fields as she day after day for decades slowly ageing. And every other day she would go up to the sword still in the middle of the field and slowly wrap her and around the hilt and tug once, twice, then let it go to come back two days later and try again. The sword was mearly a diversion. The real reason she stayed was the family that soon she called hers. But soon the little girl who bright her here was an old woman with children and grandchildren. The day that sweet little girl now a cooky grandmother died, she decided to see the world just like her friend wanted to for so long.