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Death in the Thicket


Kvasir

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Many a year ago,

a man lie.

In the new land,

he was walking,

when he had but no food,

and left it all for the other mouth.

When this man,

had tripped and fell,

gold had left him.

For when he lie,

he only left,

one living thing.

Though far from home,

and those close,

he had gone too far.

For when seeking,

fortress of might and solitude,

he found nothing but abandonment from his patron.

For better days he might have wished,

though those days have come.

For now this man lay,

the Aenguls offering no help.

Years ago this man had lain,

though now his spirit gone and hollow,

where in other realms he would have cried,

for his patron and his work,

now he lie as a dead man.

The man of many name,

He now only left one.

 

This man Knoll,

Fiyem, Vicanti, or none,

had passed over the hill,

many a year ago.

 

 

 

 

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Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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