Asgard, the Golden Realm, The Eternal Realm, was unique. There were areas that were perpetually in summer and there were areas that were perpetually in winter. There was one city in all of the realm and it was home to Aesir, otherwise known as the Asgardian gods.
A lone figure stood on the battlements looking out across the surrounding land. Her dark hair, so rare in Asgard, whipped the wind and across her face. The Lady Sif, one of the best warriors in Asgard, was enjoying a quiet moment. It had become a habit to come to the top of the walls and to look out across Asgard. She wasn't keeping guard, there were warriors for that, but she was searching for something, someone.
It had been a long time since Thor had been banished to Migard. Lord Odin had been most displeased with his son and had banished him to Migard to learn humility. Sif's heart ached for her missing love. She looked forward to the day Thor would return to Asgard and they would be reunited. Until then she would be a shield maiden of Asgard and defend the realm against its enemies.
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