Fjiorn didn’t bother to turn.
“Is this what you do? Lead me all the way here just to gloat at my failure?”
He actually felt the goat-god’s smile.
“You of all people must know that there are many obstacles in life. This one is no different. The question is, what will you do about it? Will you lament your fate, conveniently blaming me, or learn from your mistakes? Will you walk away and leave the task unfinished? But what if there is no other who can solve this? Oh, but wait, there is no other! I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but you are all the world has got. You Fjiorn, no one else. So? Will you damn the world to destruction and eternal darkness?”
Fjiorn turned now.
The god’s goat eyes swivelled in their sockets to focus on him.
The question lingered between them, unanswered.