Torvaldr Torgarson's Poetry


 Dark
AS XL
April 9th 2006

Wild the winds drive in the
wastes. Never sleeping ice
and snow that stears the lost
souls to Hela's bidding.
Vast and cold the void saps
valor leaving empty
spirits, drifting soft as
sleeping babes in cradles.

I wrote this on my birthday, feeling just a bit sulky.

 





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