Wednesday, June 20, 2018


Seeing it, she grew enraged,
Thinking his death had been staged
By those she approached
And who had encroached
On the town where she’d been assuaged.

Tuesday, June 19, 2018


Erdewyn’s heart missed its time
As she came upon the last sign
That her old master,
The stern Oðoæster,
Would make, who was great in his prime.

Monday, June 18, 2018


And what the world does with a corpse
Had already begun its course,
And into the soil
The world’s long small toil
Had begun his body to force.

Sunday, June 17, 2018


No peace in his visage was seen,
No relic of his old glance keen,
No strength of his arm
That had done much harm
Still showed where it had once been.

Saturday, June 16, 2018


Death on his body had told,
Revealing him to have been old
And wounded much,
As well befits such
A person, one who had been bold.

Friday, June 15, 2018


On swift, silent feet, she pressed on
Where not long before, one had gone.
He had passed ahead,
And she found him, dead,
Under whom she’d studied long.

Thursday, June 14, 2018


She valiantly went on ahead
To face the one who made deep dread
On others descend;
She wanted to end
The threat by leaving Scald’s leader dead.

Wednesday, June 13, 2018


Erdewyn made her way out
Towards the Scald, went on without
Comfort or aid
To conduct her raid;
Alone, she’d proceed, lacking doubt.

Tuesday, June 12, 2018


Erdewyn had such a plan
Once she knew how the Scald began,
Thought to use the fears
Of fighters to near
Their leader, and so end the band.

Monday, June 11, 2018


Yet calling a thing false won’t make
That thing, if true, become a fake,
And if it be proved
And the speaker not moved,
Then some stronger measures will take.