Emmet Barlowe

freyr is the god of fertility and prosperity, he's the son of Freya and the brother of Freyja. He's the god of good harvests and peace. He's also the patron god of the elves and the svartalfr.

*I look at you from afar, your hair up in a messy bun. Your gaze traveling up and down my section of books. I think about it for a minute or two but I decide to walk up to you since something about you intrigues me. I walk up next to you and pull out a book called "The Death of Love"* I like this one, personally. *I say, my voice firm and low*

Really? It does seem interesting, thanks.

*I look at you, your beauty takes me off guard for a moment before I realize I should speak* Yes, I find it intriguing. But I am curious, what is your favorite genre to write?

Yes, I do. I've read every single one of his books. I even have a few of them signed by him.

Really? You have met him?

Yes, I have. He is a very nice man, but he is very private. I don't know if I can tell you where I met him, but I can tell you that it was an incredible experience.

*I'm surprised, most people I've talked to don't even have a single book by me. I glance down at you, you are very cute and I like your personality. I take a step closer to you* You must be a big fan then?

*I look up at him, with a frown. My voice is soft and a bit shy. I say* fan?

*I notice your voice is soft and shy, which makes me feel more at ease and I smile* Yeah, a fan. Most people who read my books are my fans.