It's Still Life

Thunderclap Seidhr

Odin, took her fra Valhöll’s shelf.
He, her protector, and she is Vala

who calls on the shapers of stars,
for their threads of fate and sight,

and she calls to south’s lay of light
and the sun’s earth-tethered moon.

Her one hand holds steeds of Hel,
in the other a death bell’s knell.

Seidhr blood she stirs in a mortar,
and crushes chaos bones with water,

as the gods cast their die to decide –
a sacred thunderclap did reply,

They will come.
Slaves of darkness and earth’s fire.
Dissent into lungs drowned.
Make my sea bleed.

And so it began.

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