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A Sunor Tale Chapter 2: Middle Times

Part 1.

September 12th 1297,

Malmö

Humans were fast at changes when it came to living situations on the planet. More people were born and the society grew very fast. But so did the relations between the different folks in the world.

There were no more vikings any more and their swords were not as big and strong as they used to be. Swords were now more for showing off than for fighting with. Their clothes had been changed to a much more complicated fashion as well as more colourful and more smaller weird things stuck on them.

Norway had been very unwilling to put on the new fashion at first but he soon got used to it, he had to, after all. This were the clothes his people wanted to wear, then he would wear them too. Sweden had really never cared for fashion, sure he thought the clothes looked like a joke but he just put them on silently without a fuss.

Their names had also changed with the time, or rather the beliefs of their people. That was something Norway and Sweden hated. They really did not like this Christian thing but if that was what their people said then yeah… how could they say no, no one would listen to them about this kind of things anyways.

Björn’s name became Berwald, it was not that far different from his original name but still strange. Ivar became Lukas and he had a very hard time with the change at first, but as well as Berwald he got used to it after some time.

Both of them had no idea how it happened but somehow the Dane had gained much control over both of them. Lukas knew he should had been more careful around that fucking Matthias. Still they were friends. Lukas, Berwald and Matthias got along just the same way as back in the viking times, still unbreakable from each other. It was just a little bit different… something was strained around them, around their people. Matthias’ smile was no longer a goofy friendly smile. No, his smile had changed like a monster’s sharp teeth. He was more clingy to them than ever, always on their backs, watching them.

The Dane had always been clingy, it had not been a problem at all back then, Berwald was a bit clingy as well and Lukas secretly loved having Berwald lean against him. Berwald had never been annoyed by the Dane’s ways but somehow Lukas’ two friends seemed to start more serious fights rather than the playful ones that they had when they were younger.

One time, in such a fight, Matthias had really hurt Berwald's arm with his axe that he had gotten from his boss. And while Berwald was looking at his arm which was pouring out red crimson blood from its wound, Matthias had jumped up and down in happiness that he won. Lukas’ eyes had widen at what he saw. Sure Matthias was reckless and an idiot, but he was their friend and had never hurt them like this before.

Denmark had changed. Both Sweden and Norway could see that, he was still their brother ...but he was so different now than the Matthias they had grown to love as a brother. He liked to hurt them, liked to fight, he loved to be in control …

After the arm incident Berwald changed as well. He had always been quiet and calm but not cold and emotionless. His eyes became lifeless, they only lit up when Norway was alone with him. Norway changed also, he didn't know why but in the shadow of Denmark and Sweden he looked small and pathetic. His people felt like that as well. Lukas had been the strongest of the three when they were children; Now, however, Matthias had grown stronger as ever and Lukas could see Berwald was running for the crown as well. The tiny and scrawny Berwald had now muscles and a firm body, Lukas had a firm body as well but not those muscles Berwald had. And it made Lukas angry that he could not be as tall as Berwald.

Lukas had once been more open with his words, more in control and more like the leader of the group. Now he just stayed silent in the corner, just listening to the stupid things that were  said. Back in the day, he would have gone up and yelled at the stupid words that were said. Lukas however knew that right now if he did that he would be slapped for talking. Then its best to be quiet, he would not waste his voice on somebody who did not listen to him.

They had changed.

really enjoyed making these funny ponies :] i tried a more colorful aproach cause i allways found that when ppl make them skin colored quite boring, also norways the only one who has a symbol because. I gave up