Valkyrie

     Brook stood by the River of Time. She was a valkyrie. She loved being the valkyrie. But she wished to learn of humans and their kind. How could a creature so beautiful and intelligent have beliefs so ugly and foolish? She decided to watch. She saw food being cooked. She saw humans planting trees. She saw more and more until she decided that perhaps war was merely a myth to humankind. But then, she saw the dismal things. Explosions. Blood. War. Death. What was wrong? Being a valkyrie, she would never understand. Perhaps, the blind were more wise. They could see things the “seeing” could not see. Perhaps they could hear that the “seeing” couldn’t see. There was a reason Skuld, the Norn of the future was blind.