Frelsa maer astir minnFrelsa maer astir minn2 years ago in Short Stories
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Frelsa mær ástir minn
In nameless lands of forgotten shores, i ride now up into the mountains. But it wasn't always such...
Over the surface of the waves i went, regardless in what perils could i find so far and deprived of my native land. Alas! What have i done? I have accepted the words of kings that now have succumb to death, among bands of fallen warriors that lie fallen and proud, if i haven't embraced the speech of my noble kinsmen, i wouldn't regret the situation where i am in, for council is often given by those who pronounce fair words, but are faint of heart, and only lies and deceiving are the true purpose in their minds.
The sky is veiled, and men sing around the bonfires, we bore torches and they were shimmering, but all knew that time draws near to certain sorrow and despair, war will destroy some, carring them away, but now is the time to give little heed to wreck and slaughter that will lay all about us.
The swords glittered w