Were the situation not so serious, Asleif might well have laughed. "I art a poor source of advice for such things. I hath oft chosen the path which best serves me, and not others."
She went on. "But take heart in that your struggles art nothing new. Our father didst grapple with this often, and didst just as often chose Midgard and its temptations over the realm."
She brought up a hand and summoned a dandelion, full of fluff, then flew the fluff into the air. "But if mine time in Midgard hath taught me anything, it is that there art times where the smallest and least can be the most important."
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