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Chapter 3 - Ibsen
Trondheim, Norway.
That nordic sweater in the end was wore by Lyre. She wore it with a brown coat, long skirt and a light brown boots. Actually she wanted to wear a Victorian era gown[1], but... nevermind. At least she wore a norwegian local clothes, and not being the main attention on the street. Unlike the flashy Hades who didn’t wore a coat even in this snowy day, if he was a human then that would be akin to seeking death. He’s been the main attention of people walking on the brige on top of Nidelvein river.
“I told you,” Lyre mumbled. “Master look like a groom.”
“They are looking at me because I’m handsome,” Hades said calmly. “Not because I’m weird.”
Lyre was startled. That’s right. Why didn’t she thought about it? If she knew about it sooner she wouldn’t have to walk while lowering her head in embara.s.sment.
Trondheim, that very Scandinavian place are covered in snow. It looked more futuristic than London or Paris and arranged neater than New York, and it looked like there are no vagabond in this city. There are a lot of wooden cottage selling souvenir and sea food near the sh.o.r.e. Lyre several times tought about entering one of the wooden cottage. But she didn’t attracted by human’s food anymore.
It’s hard to believe that n this snow covered beautiful city there are a mad murderer lurking around.
“Pick me a good name, Lyre,” Hades said to her when they reached the end of the bridge. “People will be afraid of me if I tell them my real name or think that I’m crazy.”
“Thor?” Lyre teased him.
“Not a chance, other suggestion,” He bluntly refused. Hades is a G.o.d who always felt that he was above every other G.o.d.
“Hel?”
“Are you joking? Is there any difference?”
“How about Halstein[2]?”
Hades thought about it for a while. “I don’t like the meaning of that name, but it’s okay. And what name you’ll be using?”
“Solveig, Master.”
“I thought you never finished reading ‘Peer Gynt’. Why did you chose Solveig[3]?”
“Because I really liked ‘solveig’s Song’ created by Edward Grieg,” Lyre replied.
“Yeah, but Grieg was inspired by Ibsen.”
“Is there a problem master?” Lyre pouted.
“Nothing, it’s alright,” Hades replied. “Then I’ll call you Solveig while we still in the human world.”
“And I’ll call master as Halstein.”
“Yes,yes”
“Then where do we go now? Master Had... I mean master Halstein.”
“One of the victims family house’s.”
“What is your plan master?”
“You can just wait and see.”
[1] What’s a Victorian era gown? Please don’t ask me I don’t even know what’s a nordic sweater is...
[2] Halstein in the old nors language means rock
[3] Solveig is one of charachter in Peer Gynt written by Henrik Ibsen
Trondheim, Norway.
That nordic sweater in the end was wore by Lyre. She wore it with a brown coat, long skirt and a light brown boots. Actually she wanted to wear a Victorian era gown[1], but... nevermind. At least she wore a norwegian local clothes, and not being the main attention on the street. Unlike the flashy Hades who didn’t wore a coat even in this snowy day, if he was a human then that would be akin to seeking death. He’s been the main attention of people walking on the brige on top of Nidelvein river.
“I told you,” Lyre mumbled. “Master look like a groom.”
“They are looking at me because I’m handsome,” Hades said calmly. “Not because I’m weird.”
Lyre was startled. That’s right. Why didn’t she thought about it? If she knew about it sooner she wouldn’t have to walk while lowering her head in embara.s.sment.
Trondheim, that very Scandinavian place are covered in snow. It looked more futuristic than London or Paris and arranged neater than New York, and it looked like there are no vagabond in this city. There are a lot of wooden cottage selling souvenir and sea food near the sh.o.r.e. Lyre several times tought about entering one of the wooden cottage. But she didn’t attracted by human’s food anymore.
It’s hard to believe that n this snow covered beautiful city there are a mad murderer lurking around.
“Pick me a good name, Lyre,” Hades said to her when they reached the end of the bridge. “People will be afraid of me if I tell them my real name or think that I’m crazy.”
“Thor?” Lyre teased him.
“Not a chance, other suggestion,” He bluntly refused. Hades is a G.o.d who always felt that he was above every other G.o.d.
“Hel?”
“Are you joking? Is there any difference?”
“How about Halstein[2]?”
Hades thought about it for a while. “I don’t like the meaning of that name, but it’s okay. And what name you’ll be using?”
“Solveig, Master.”
“I thought you never finished reading ‘Peer Gynt’. Why did you chose Solveig[3]?”
“Because I really liked ‘solveig’s Song’ created by Edward Grieg,” Lyre replied.
“Yeah, but Grieg was inspired by Ibsen.”
“Is there a problem master?” Lyre pouted.
“Nothing, it’s alright,” Hades replied. “Then I’ll call you Solveig while we still in the human world.”
“And I’ll call master as Halstein.”
“Yes,yes”
“Then where do we go now? Master Had... I mean master Halstein.”
“One of the victims family house’s.”
“What is your plan master?”
“You can just wait and see.”
[1] What’s a Victorian era gown? Please don’t ask me I don’t even know what’s a nordic sweater is...
[2] Halstein in the old nors language means rock
[3] Solveig is one of charachter in Peer Gynt written by Henrik Ibsen
