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... Mortals imagined it that way—endless thunder, endless feasting, endless glory spilling from golden halls. They pictured gods as constant motion: drinking, fighting, laughing loud enough to shake mountains.
But Asgard’s true power lived in its silences.
There was a table in a chamber beneath the highest spires, not hidden—because nothing in Asgard truly hid—but set apart, like a blade kept oiled and wrapped until it was needed. The room was not made for celebration. It was made fo ...
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