Hoyt deroppe star jeg i tiden; i den gronne, vakre og varme, sterke trekronen, i hvite skyer, omgitt av de vakre og vennlige fa. Jeg faller. Helt ned
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Eikeandlik; tryllestaven. Trollmann med nokkel og maske, naken og hvit, ned i graven, kun kledd i var verdens aske. Langs vegger; lange, spisse spyd.
En forskremt skikkelse i skyggen, fillete og fattig, men vakker og rik, f?len og forvridd, men ingen stakkar: hun gjemmer seg sa godt hun kan. Hun er
Med doende sol og mane starter ferd til skyggenes hav. Bjornen vil balferd bivane. Liket legges i steintung grav. Bakom slor hores jordens grat; sommerens
Hadnur the Blind shot the arrow that killed Fijo's good and shining son. The gods could not utter a single word when they saw what had happened. He understood
Drums of war sound. Warriors are gathered to fight on the Wigri?r plain. Charging men, wolves, ravens and gods, worms and beasts of darkness; the plain
Happy men and women follow a trail in the woods. The follow a wagon led by a priest, towards a holy lake. Wonderful colours, dancing happy people, the
The gods have just managed to tie Fanjariho to the ground. Tiw lost his right hand during the process; it was the wolf's security, a guarantee he would
Nar snoen smelter grater vi; vinteren har blitt beseiret. Eikeanden vil bli satt fri, sommerandene har feiret. Nar snoen smelter grater vi; vinteren
Alone in the night, Fijo is crying; she has been left by her husband who had to leave to fight the darkness of matter. Thoughts of what once was flow
En Edirnir tokulu lik Baldrs ok Flutti til saever. Hringhorni het skip Baldrs. Hann var allra skipa mestr. Hann vildu godin fram setja ok gera par a balfgr
En pat er at segja fra Hermodi at hann reid niu naetr dokkva dala ok djupa sva at hann sa ekki fyrr en hann kom til arinnar Gjallar ok reid a Gjallar
A mother mourns the loss of her son. The most wonderful man in the world; light and shining, fair and beautiful as no other man. Light blond hair, wonderful
Hatt blaess Heimdallr horn er a lopti. Maelir Odinn vid Mims hofud. Skelfr Yggdrasils askr standardi, ymr it aldna tre en jotunn losnar. Kjoll fekk autan
Sa Par sitja i onduugi Baldr brodur sinn, ok dvaldisk Hermodr par um nottina. En at morni pa beiddisk Hermodr af Helju at Baldr skyldi rida heim med honum
Pa reid Hermodr aptr leid sina ok kom i Asgard ok sagdi oll tidindi pau er hann hafdi set ok heyrt. Pvi naest sendu Esir um allam heim orindreka at Baldr
Voices from the spirit world can be heard through the dark winternights, the heartbeats of the spirit. It is the holy twelve days of Yule. Dark shapes