He is coming for me, that foul wolf.
I see his cold eyes honing in as he searches the battlefield.
I hear his subtle growl as he spies by visage among the Heroes that battle at my ankles. 479 more words
“Man is the joy of man (and augmentation of the dust, and adorner of ships).” Love, Freya
I have to say that it continues to weird me out when Freya quotes rune poems at me, but maybe it’s just Her way of helping me out with my rune homework for Odin; who knows?281 more words
Just got back from the Valley of The Old Gods with the tribe.