The jötunn Gerðr, looking at Hliðskjálf.
“In Gýmir’s courts I saw walking
a maid for whom I long.
Her arms gave forth light wherewith shone
all air and water.
Is more desirable to me that maid
than to any youth in early days;
yet will no one, Æsir or Alfar,
that we together live.”
~ Freyr’s words, Skírnismál.
(Ink, watercolour, PS;
Artwork for Fate of the Norns)