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Three roots there are | that three ways run
'Neath the ash-tree Yggdrasil;
'Neath the first lives Hel, | 'neath the second the frost-giants,
'Neath the last are the lands of men.

Long it has been since Hel found a door to Milliways; and even now the one she opens leads not inside but out to the forest. She'll take what she can get - full grown the half-dead goddess is far too large to fit inside Milliways. The compression field that affects the robots does not so much affect her.

She doesn't know how long it has been for the people here. It doesn't really matter. She's seeing the grass, the trees, the green and growing things.

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"Time is strange here." Hel says, "Centuries may pass in a day."

[goodeintentions]

That makes sense, actually, considering some of the people he's met. If the doors cross space, why not time as well?

"...I was going to write in the shade of the trees out here. Do you mind if I remain in your company?"

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Not in the slightest." Hel assures him, "It has been a very long time since last I saw the sun. That is a thing to be shared."