Hero; Móðguðr.
Real name; Móðguðr.
Mundane job; Nurse.
Móðguðr walked from patient to patient. All the patients of the hospital were always happy whenever she came.
Her smile was like a summer wind. Her eyes; a pure icy blue. Her movements; graceful. Her long hair; a river of gold. And her presence was always welcomed - especially among the male patients.
Móðguðr brought some water to a coughing elderly patient.
" Here you go " said Móðguðr, her voice; soft as silk.
" Thank you " said the patient, grateful.
Móðguðr smiled, as she made the patient comforble; by fluffing her pillow, and ensuring that she had more blankets.
" Thank you " said the patient with kind eyes, and a grateful tone.
" It was my pleasure " said Móðguðr in a kind tone.
Móðguðr was about to leave, but the patient then said;
" Could you stay awhile? "
Móðguðr looked into the patient's eyes, she then understood.
" Of course "
Móðguðr now sat down; next to the patient's bed.
" I have had a good life " said the patient, as her breathing grew more faint.
Móðguðr took the patient's hand.
" I am scared "
" Don't be " said Móðguðr, as gentle as a spring breeze; " for I shall guide you along the way "
" Do you promise? " asked the patient, hopeful.
" I promise " said Móðguðr with a warm smile.
The patient now closed her eyes. And when she opened them again, she saw Móðguðr before her. But Móðguðr was wearing a different outfit.
The patient looked around, and she now realized that she had died.
" Don't worry " said Móðguðr in a gentle tone; " I shall be your guide "
The elderly woman took Móðguðr by the arm. And the two of them now walked towards the Hall of Freya - Fólkvangr.
The elderly woman was welcomed with open arms by the kind and loving Freya.