Poetry
Author: ((Lelani Jones))
The worlds of Norlund unravel and fade
Place/Gathering Discovered: Echoes of Ragnorok Date: Summer Transcribed by: Iawen Penn Our only hope is that the Asir will be remade Hear me, Urd, with my one final voice As I speak of your fate and tell you your choice. Through elements four and energy divine A new Asir may rise at each of the shrines Of yourself you must give to rekindle the spark Your strength deplete to extinguish the dark Energy resounds where the gods once reigned From a foe's grasp you must seize it again Plucked from the air'fore the ground reabsorbs On each tiles shall you place three energy orbs Earth covers your hands, and lies deep in your bones The tiles crafted must be placed at each stone Thoughtfully group them to create Asir anew The asepcts you forged will in the new gods imbue Water set at each shrine, taken fromt he shore Of each of the lower worlds where you waged war To link each of the new gods to the world they will rule Add the powder you've earned to color the pool Universes you've traveled and structures you've raised In each of the runes a divine fire doth blaze With rods of fire that spark and ignite To each shrine you must carry a different rune's light As elements are joined and the new Asir rekindle Of yourself you give and feel your life dwindle The elemnt of air must come from death Together commit your own final breaths Earth, water, and fire all sacrificed The last gift of all is to give up your life. |
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