In Spite of the Longterm

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Hel’s blood ran like ice as a vibration coarsed through her mind. Her vision swam and she faltered on the dirt path that she walked. She knew that feeling. She knew that presence.
My grandmother…Frigga!
Hel’s eyes widened as panic gripped her, and suddenly she found herself scrambling to hide in the ditch on the side of the road.
She knows! No! This can’t happen!
This would be it. Frigga could take the world the way one would pluck a grape off a stem. She would be able to enslave, use, and exploit anything and anyone she wanted. The fact that the goddess had made the discovery of her mortality and didn’t immediately come to kill her was a borderline miracle.
Fear and panic, in its full mortal potency, gripped Hel, and she covered her head as she began to shake. She was scared. Scared for herself, terrified for her kids.
Another piercing sensation filled her mind and she felt her stomach drop. “Juro!” She half screamed aloud, and staggered to her feet, only the throw herself back down again. “No! No I can’t! I can’t get anywhere near Frigga! If she kills me, its all over, I’ll have no chance to drive her away one day, no chance to save their souls!” She gave a cry as she gripped her head, and once again her instincts screamed at her to go help them. Protect her children. “Yun! Milae!”
Hel’s fingers dug into the dirt as her eyes began to water. “I-I’m sorry. I cant…I can’t do this. I’ll save you later. I’ll restore you. W-when I get back to normal, l’ll make this right!” She gritted her teeth and ducked her head. It was clear her power had grown again. She could feel how terrified they were. “I…I have to trust you! You said you were preparing! I have to let you do this!”
She forced herself to her feet, and began to push herself forward. “I can hide. I can find a place where Frigga can’t get to me. I’ll get my powers back, and then undo all of this!”
Each step felt like agony, as if her feet were bound to anvils. She felt Frigga’s intentions. Felt her malace.
Keep walking…you can’t risk this…
She felt the fear within her children, matched only by their will to be brave.
Keep walking…keep walking! Everything has been for them! So is this, so is this choice!
She felt their pain. And she broke.
With a wail Hel turned around, and, with tears streaming down her face, she took off across the land in the direction of the conflict. “NOOO!” she cried, as a sudden surge of power propelled her forward. “Those are my kids!”