<strong>Taylor</strong>

Jolted from sleep, my heart pounded erratically. My mind fogged over from my restless slumber, sweat beading down my forehead as I tried to catch my breath. The remnants of my crazy dream still lingered in my mind, its images swirling like a chaotic storm brewing off the coast of some small island. 

Balder. The name lingered on my lips. A man—no, a god—had come to see me. A god who claimed to be my father. I wanted more than anything to dismiss the ...