Midnight Thoughts with Urd (Patreon)

The hotel room is quiet, save for the hum of the heater and the occasional whisper of wind against the window. Urd lies beside you, staring at the ceiling, eyes open — bright and thoughtful.

“I should be asleep by now,” she murmurs, voice low and a little restless.

You turn toward her, offering a gentle smile.
“I know something we can do, to help you sleep?”