“Cancer may not be sung about in songs, or woven into a tapestry but that does not make the heart and fight required to combat it a lesser thing.” Lily kept her instinctive flinch to just a blink. “There are many battles worthy of Valhalla, no matter what the stories may say. I’m sure you’re aware by now the nuances of reality when it comes to the Afterlife. Not all the souls who find belonging in my hall spilled blood, and not all of them reside here permanently. You are no less a warrior than any soul in this hall, Lily of the Hellp Desk, and you are always welcome.”
