Tuesday, July 31, 2018

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Thus down to the last and the least
Would they have to end to bring peace,
And Erdewyn fought
The spark that had most sought
To hatred’s fire release.

Monday, July 30, 2018

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Such is the nature of flame
That, whoe’er for its spark is to blame,
Each glowing ember
Does th’inferno remember
And is eager that rank to reclaim.

Sunday, July 29, 2018

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Though they had put balm on the Scald--
What the band-brigand here has been called--
And thus eased the pain
Of its terrible reign,
They had its progress but stalled.

Saturday, July 28, 2018

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And even as Erdewyn sought
To fell her foe, and they fought,
The Scald’s leader’s guard
Was put to it hard--
The townsfolk acted as they ought.

Friday, July 27, 2018

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Mighty as hand-grip might be,
Or blade stout enough to fell tree
At a single blow,
There is no foe
That cannot claim victory.

Thursday, July 26, 2018

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In the end, it matters not
Who threw each punch, who the blade caught;
Only on the end
Does it depend
Who successfully victory sought.

Wednesday, July 25, 2018

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Of technique, too little to tell
In words e’er comes across well.
However fine
May be the words’ line,
It cannot catch how the blows fell.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

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It’s likely that they traded blows,
Although, in truth, nobody knows
If, with fist and blade,
Progress was made
In the contest between those two foes.

Monday, July 23, 2018

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It’s sure neither went without harm,
As is the case when, under arm,
Two will press in wrath;
It’s a certain path
To injury and to alarm.

Sunday, July 22, 2018

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How the fight progressed between
Those two fighters was not well seen.
Such was their skill
As they went for the kill
That others but little could glean.

Saturday, July 21, 2018

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No sword did Erdewyn hold,
But still she came on, brave and bold,
Moving in ways
That she’d spend days,
Months, and years all to mold.

Friday, July 20, 2018

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The Scald’s leader threw down the bow
And lifted sword against the foe
That guard had defied
And to arrow not died--
Such was not how things ought to go.

Thursday, July 19, 2018

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Erdewyn made her approach
To one who deserved great reproach
And made to converse
With one who a worse
Topic had yet e’er to broach.

Wednesday, July 18, 2018

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The Scald’s leader’s arrows did fall,
Each of them sent out to call
Erdewyn to die,
But though each did try,
None brought her under death’s pall.

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

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The Scald’s leader spied her advance
And thought not to take any chance,
But took up a bow
And hoped thus to mow
Her down rather than step ire’s dance.

Monday, July 16, 2018

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Soon, she approached the Scald’s head;
Towards that one, Erdewyn sped,
Meaning to kill
That one with a will,
And leave that one clad all in red.

Sunday, July 15, 2018

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Instead, when she opened a path
Through the guards, she directed her wrath
At the Scald’s head,
That figure of dread.
She’s wash that one in anger’s bath.

Saturday, July 14, 2018

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She did not the guards all dispatch;
There were some she did not catch
Who fled far away,
And she did not stay
To hide them in death’s endless stash.

Friday, July 13, 2018

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It likely took longer to do
Than ever the old tellers knew--
But she soon had done
What she had begun,
And she meant to carry it through.

Thursday, July 12, 2018

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But Erdewyn danced through the flame
Of each, and left each with no name
In story or song,
And it took not long
For her--or so the tales proclaim.

Wednesday, July 11, 2018

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She danced with each partner in turn,
As each of the guard thought to earn
Some semblance of fame,
Regard, or acclaim,
By being who her did then burn.

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

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Soon, the guard came into sight,
And, not long after, the fight
Did once again start,
And each played a part
To strive to set things wrong--or right.

Monday, July 9, 2018

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Erdewyn stood in the road
And hoped that her presence would bode
Ill for the Scald
Who worse things were called,
That she their ire would goad.

Sunday, July 8, 2018

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What happened before mattered not;
No struggle for blame to allot
Will actually matter--
Let them idly natter
Who will not do what they ought.

Saturday, July 7, 2018

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Seeing the dust of their feet
Rise into the air, she to meet
The oncoming band
Took up a strong stand--
She knew that she must them defeat.

Friday, July 6, 2018

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Swiftly, she came on the path
Scald would take to vent its wrath
Upon that small town
It did once surround
But became for them a bloodbath.

Thursday, July 5, 2018

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Death should come quick when it does,
Not be lengthened for any cause,
So taught her master,
The late Oðoæster,
And so Erdewyn did not pause.

Wednesday, July 4, 2018

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With those who cause harm and care not,
A battle sometimes must be fought,
And to enact one
Erdewyn’d begun,
Though it was a thing she’d not sought.

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

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Those who would do such a thing
To children could easily bring
Worse yet to bear;
They who do not care
For such are beyond reasoning.

Monday, July 2, 2018

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They knew well the tactics of fear.
Knew that to them few’d draw near
For terror at deeds
That nobody needs
To envision, let alone see clear.

Sunday, July 1, 2018

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To excite fear, they prodded them then,
And their cries seemed to ring without end--
Yet they who them harmed
Were far from alarmed;
They felt none’d the children defend.