wyrd wings/

of battlefield wings
forearmed & inked to
parallel binding words...

have a care with that
galdorcræft you sing
for words and wyrd
work hand in hand
& hearth to heart --
such are the
webs we weave

“How is it, ye ravens—whence are ye come now
with beaks all gory, at break of morning?
Carrion-reek ye carry, and your claws are bloody.
Were ye near, at night-time, where ye knew of corpses?”

Þórbjǫrn Hornklofi, 9th-century Norwegian skald

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