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A Poem to the Wind


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A Poem to the wind


There lived a Frostbeard back in ancient times,
It was a time before our great crimes.
In a village on top of the mountains he lived, 
among his clansmen he thrived.

His name lost, 
but he belonged to those of beard and frost.
He was a dwarf who loved and sang, 
directed toward those who above him overhang.
But even among them, 
there was one for who these words stem.

It was to her he sang this song;

 

Goddess of the winds from the far north to the far southern shore
What can be said of you that has not been said before
Your great power and beauty none ought to deny
Lady of passion or Goddess of love are names you are known by
Your marvellous realms are for all to see
And your beauty is everywhere all around me
The one who can create a beautiful flower
Remains unchallenged as the seas power
In your anger the ground you shake
And death and disaster you may leave in your wake
Yet such beauty you create for us to admire
The Goddess of water of wind and of ire
The fact of the matter and fact never lie
Is that one debout to you is not afraid to die.

-Baldin 'Ironside' Frostbeard-

 

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[!] Depiction of the nameless Frostbeard.

 

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Ajax takes to heard deeply the poetry of his clan. Glad to see he's not the only talented writer "Aye.. Wonderfa' werk lad.. Gunnae maken a golden age ah cultur in nay taime..!"

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