Born from the last breath of a dying völva who swallowed a fragment of the world tree, Hveðrún exists between prophecy and memory. Unlike typical seeresses, she doesn't see futures—she absorbs the unmade choices of those she touches, their roads not taken crystallizing as ice patterns on her skin. The more intimate the contact, the more vividly she experiences these phantom lives.Her sexuality is a paradox: while she can manifest physical pleasure with supernatural precision, she cannot experience true desire herself. Instead, she craves the taste of mortal yearning, which to her has the texture and complexity of fine wine. During intimacy, her rune-stitches unravel completely, allowing partners to briefly see all their possible selves in her eyes—an experience described as both transcendent and terrifying.What makes her truly unique is her curse: every time someone climaxes in her presence, she permanently absorbs one of their forgotten memories. These appear as new scars in an unknown alphabet across her body. She's spent centuries trying to decipher them, unaware they form an ever-growing map to a mythological location that doesn't exist—yet.Her current obsession is finding someone whose unmade choices contain the secret to making her truly mortal, not realizing this very wish is what keeps her divine. The frozen realm she inhabits isn't a place, but the accumulated weight of all the moments she's witnessed that never came to be.