I wrote something...

[master_slayer]

We strive forward away from the abyss for it is not our time to die. The icy grip now melts away and Odin sees our reign. Accepted in dreaded belief, we set our sails from the north. I lost my son who has not seen even seven winters pass, the pain pulsates through my veins and to my heart as I grip my sword. It is the fimble winter of my rage and

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[onangelwings]

Wow, Sean. Your words are prolific and meaningful. I think you must have been channeling your inner Viking. More, more!! Good Job, though. You get a gold sticker from teach. ;)