The girl from Scene 24

I met her again! (Saturday Synthesis)
My warrior woman. Her eyes beheld me like a feline mammal sinks its consciousness into the essence of its prey. I did not halt until we had passed each other on the side-walk.
She is a valkyrie of Norse mythology. She is here to collect the dead warriors from the battlefield when we die, and take us to Valhall, where a seat is waiting for us. And as I stood there, perplexed and side-by-side with time itself, I wasn’t sure whether I was alive or not, for truly — she is an angel.

What does she see when she looks at me that way?
Does she hate me? Have I stolen her breath? Maybe she doesn’t see me at all?

Questions for a coming occasion, I hope. If Fortune plays on my team.

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