Apostle of Solitude / Rituals of the Oak / The Flight of Sleipnir

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A legacy derived from the Earth Passed down from those who fell An ancestry forged from iron A Birthright to the next of kin “I Inherit the Sword, The blood upon it still warm The lives it had claimed, All now in my possession” From my forefathers hand to mine Bestow upon me this kindred gift A Lineage forged from iron A Birthright to the next of kin “I Inherit the Sword, The blood upon it still warm The lives it had claimed, All now in my possession” I watched as the Earth was split apart I beheld men hewn asunder By the sharpened edge of an iron blade Lay waste to a land forlorn By the sharpened edge of an iron blade Lay waste to a land forlorn

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

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Phantom spirits arise From the graves of fallen men Black clouds gather nigh Whispered words choke rotting flesh Apparitions manifest From beyond the mortal realm Strength of will, thoughts without rest Invincible to the mortal axe “I hear the labored screams….!” Steed with broken back “I feel the sinking claws…..!” Beast that weighs more than the earth “I see the blinding light….!” Weeping shadow, willow-wisp “I taste the blood of stone…..!” The Draug passes through the tomb

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025