The Church's Grim

many times have I told you, our story?"

ss bowl. The bowl sat upon a small wooden side table.

He gazed at me with an unyielding rage. A hatred that was

l pull out another fin." I said mo

ked like black silk curtains wafting and dancing in a gentle midsummer breeze. It was a b

s for us?" I thought. Anxie

riously, I stopped pacing and walked to

I laughed as I watched in slow motion. The beast's jawline flattened against the wood surface. The poor wolf had been pantin

aw a bubble or two escape its mouth. As if

gh the room. The wolf slowly turned to face the fish. It crept towards the bowl. It growled louder t

shut by a scar. His fur was like the night dark but warm. Its muscles bulged as it stood. Its tail was nearly two and a half feet long. He was nine feet lon

d me pull myself together, and I took a deep breath. Fenrir barked and jumped up and down. The weight of him shook the hut. The wolf

I laughed and cheered. Fenrir ba

I was close to losing i

ere onto the ground. I hadn't noticed them in a very long time. There were two beaded necklace

e up there." I blushed and a perverted grin grew on my face. I giggled at the memories of

bound book. I grabbed it and blew the dust from the cover. A pentagram embedded in silver poked out of the leather. The leather was made from the

like he needed every drop to survive dehydration. Because of the nature of the bowl being an etern

he book and then on me. A moment of clarity came over the wolfs face an

d scared himself. He got up and walked towards the rug in front of the fireplace and laid down. He kicked at the rug for a moment as if to clear the dirt off of it and then circle

ies wash over me. I picked up a leather eye patch. Embroidered into the

d fool. You were like a gran

ook. My Mind to wandered to how fierce and scary Odin was in battle. I turned back to

ha." I spoke. I placed the bow tie down next to

led. I rubbed the

ld become such good friends. I truly hope you were shown mercy."

e cracked dusty floor of our old Nordic hut and slipped out of sight underneath a wood cabinet. I hadn't noticed the bright white light that now

icked it up. I sighed and put the bowl upright back on the table. Water rushed from the gates of the replica Valhalla and rescued the

nd these days." I said playfully towards the fish. "Yo

vaporating as soon as it met the atmosphere around the fish. The bowl shook violently on the table, and slowly lifted itself into the air

aid sternly. Fenrir didn't

the waters were allowed to flow. The waters refilled the bowl, and the fish slowly sank

sounded proud and arrogant. The fish was still smili

enrir, became this villages Church Grim. How did you die? Why did death w

d my legs. I folded my ar

ee you from that prison now." I laughed

rt from the day your father sold Fenrir to the church. Tell me about the day you died. So

rolling my eyes. I locked them onto the f

. My mother was in the kitchen making us some rabbit stew. It was Fenrir's favorite meal... To steal from my plate. I remember we laughed a lot that ni

cious metals that poked from the grains of its course shell. Countless gems cast every color from the rainbow onto the trees. I walked mesmerized by the sight. Suddenly, the light was gone. The clearing was shrouded in black. I heard what sounded like

time it only cast a single gentle white light towards a cluster of trees. Slowly the snapping picked up again and I heard birds begin to sing. I could hear drips, as water fell from leaves. There was a faint sound of chirping from squirrels scurrying just out of si

reographed. She grabbed me by the hand, and we spun around the clearing. She guided me through a dance, my body ju

sorrow of an unfathomable number of horrors. A single red thread wove in and out of her flesh from the top of her head down her face and neck. It laced her skin shut on her chest just above her chest. It danced and snaked it

I laughed. I didn't notice while recalling the dream, but tears were st

sked. His voice just for a second, sounded shaky. He regained

night." The fish laughed. I heard Fenrir

as coldly as possible. I

know he was right." I tho

ppened after your wet dream?" The

had been hearing rumors in the village about how the priests were looking for a great beast. They had a belief. The first soul to be buried in dirt and sealed by a stone would be curs

against an ancient stump. I ran through the village. I was so focused on my fears that I didn't notice if anyone

boy trusted my parents and they led him to his death. Fury fueled my steps, and I ran faster. I remember calling out just as the head priest slit Fenrir's throat. The blood curdling howl I heard disoriented me. I trip

a lump formed from how heart breaking it was to watch Fenrir

thought, no dreaming, no consciousness. Just sleep. I don't k

u were flailing and yelling like you truly believed

reached out and pointed at me. He was dressed in all black and wore what looked like half of a human skull on the right side of his face. His right eye pierced

ll I solve them now? Oh, the tragedy." He leaned back and laughed even louder. He brought his bony hand up and co

e you?"

eath." He

seen... I just had to wake you up to shake your hand

e and floated towards me like it had earlier. The water was boiling completely now. The

I walked over and plucked the bowl out of

c don't you th

en relaxed. He began to swim aga

I grabbed the fishbowl and placed it back

story of how we ended your reign... and broke Gods

r was missing and panic washed over me. I looked all over and finally found the mirror underneath a cabinet. As I reached

old man with long white hair and a long white beard. He wore a leather eye patch over his left eye. A black and a white hawk sat perched on each of his broad muscular shoulders. On the other side of me in the picture, Stood Father Phillipe and Sister Grace. They both stood strong and pro

for you guys." I

lders and tied it tight. I looked d

became a Church Grim." I said proudly. Fenrir