Book Six: Chapter 165

More memories came, and she discovered that there was more to her than fierce battles and frost. There had been love and laughter, villages full of happy children who flocked to her side. Óðr had been her husband, but he was far from her only love. Her body was a temple that she had shared with many, offering her blessings far and wide.

“I am love,” she proclaimed, tears in her eyes as the phantom lights above faded away, revealing the stars. This was no longer a memory, but the astral plane itself. If she chose, she could travel to any of those distant souls and greet them, to let them know that they weren’t alone.

“I am beauty.” She held up her fingers, watching as her skin glittered as if coated by diamond dust. A magnificent dress formed around her, dangling from her floating form. When she looked up at the man across from her, she finally understood the weird sway Mike had held over her during their first meeting.

“I am sex.” Her free hand stroked his cheek an