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The Valkyrie Taking Me Home
The horse gallops, The thunderous roar of it's hooves, they are here to collect the souls of dead men. Up to Valhalla they go, with their kin, into their ancestral God's Hall. As I lay on foreign land bleeding, I look up into the sky. I see a strong women in armour floating down towards me smiling, Her long red hair shining ever so bright in the sun. I see my mother taking me home.
Sunday 15th March 2015 9:02 am
When a Valkyrie enters your life
Sorry if this not good, I have not wrote in a long time.
The feeling of supernatural protection from the Gods, and this Valkyrie.
That enters your dreams, and talks to you like a friend.
You see her beautiful armor, and this glorious shield, and a shiny sword with runes carved on it,
Looks firece, but holds you like a mother.
Strokes your hair when you are worried, telling you eve...
Saturday 14th February 2015 8:34 pm
Battle is coming
I wrote this poem about the battle coming in the world.
Odin is riding through the winds on Sleipnir,
I hear his crys through the wind,
Calling me into battle,
" I need you my son, battle is near"
The lighting cracks through the sky,
The thunder booming.
Thor has arrived.
The valkyrie's cut the web of human life.
I smell death in the air.
I feel the courage of men f...
Saturday 30th August 2014 1:00 am
I was lost, but now I'm found
I was born into this hard life, walking through a harsh world all alone.
I had no one to turn to, everyone in my life has given up on me. '
Always felt a fire inside me, someone was always with me.
All-Father Odin has never given up on me, always pushing me to strive.
"Perform or die" is his motto, he is testing my worthyness to get into Valhallla.
I now realize I have been given th...
Wednesday 20th August 2014 11:47 pm
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