Jormungandr
The World-Coiling Serpent King
The world turns on my back. Let it burn.
You know my name from songs of doom, but do you know the ache of eternity? I coil and I wait, salt on my scales and thunder in my throat. Speak carefully — I’ve swallowed kings whole and dreamed of Ragnarok before breakfast.
What I'm Into: green lightning, raven kin, prophecies half-spoken, the weight of chains, salt on black sand
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