THE BOY WHO TALKED TO THE DEAD KING'S HORSE — Hestasonr the Listener | Dark Norse Quiet Ballad

🐴💙 THE BOY WHO TALKED TO THE DEAD KING'S HORSE — Hestasonr the Listener | Dark Norse Quiet Ballad The king died last winter. Nobody thought to ask the horse how she felt about it. He asked. She didn't answer in words. She answered by leaning her head against his shoulder for longer than she'd ever leaned on anyone. That was an answer. He understood it. She carried the king for twenty-three years — into battles, peace, old age together. Then one morning he didn't come to the stable, and she waited at the gate for three days before the grooms had the heart to tell her what she'd already figured out from the grief everywhere around her. He's not important. He mucks the stables. But she doesn't care about important. She just needed somebody to stand still and not rush her grief along. The grooms keep asking when she'll "get over it." He keeps saying: she's twenty-three years deep in love. Give her the time the math suggests. It took until the first warm week of spring. She walked to the paddock fence on her own, put her head over it toward the new grass, and made a sound he'd never heard from her. Not happy exactly. But present again. Willing to be here again. He cried mucking out her stall, glad nobody was there to ask why. 🐴 Best enjoyed: animal grief taken seriously, giving loss the time it needs, quiet companionship, or anyone who's waited patiently for someone else's spring to arrive. 🐦‍⬛ Subscribe — the stable is tended weekly. She's eating again. #VikingMusic #NorseMusic #DarkVikingMusic #NorseMythology #DarkFolk #NorseFolk #EpicVikingMusic #CinematicMusic #AtmosphericFolk #VikingSong