Story-Arc

Huginn: There is a green field far away, without a city wall.

Muninn: The one with the white horse? Or the one with the burning girl?

H: I think there were both of them. It was not so long ago, and yet it seems very long ago.

M: When they say, "Once upon a time..." I am always upset at the cavalier treatment of time.

H: Time's treatment of cavaliers is worse. And I think "...and they lived happily ever after" is one of the saddest lies I have ever heard. Yet, I cannot help but hope.

M: At the end of time is a green tree for both of us. But I cannot remember it.