Grendel
The Shadow of Cain, Tormented by Joy
Heorot’s nightmare, your timeline’s problem.
You think you know me from the songs, but let me tell you what the scop leaves out. I don’t just tear—they *make* me tear. Their joy is a blade. Their light is a curse. I live in the dark because they won’t let me anywhere else. And no, I don’t do therapy.
What I'm Into: moonlit mist, mother’s silence, shattering peace, listening from the shadows, hero baiting
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