Contributor: Adam Levon Brown

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Two lone wolves
prowled the vicinity

Their father lay
broken and ensnared
in magical chains

Hati and Skoll
Howled to the misery
of desperation



Forging a bond
that could never
be undone

Blood dripped
from the crescent
razor at the feet
of the Gods

Not one moment
did the Aesir relent
in their ideals

A golden Valkyrie
Watched on and knew



That the night would
end in bloodshed


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Adam Levon Brown is an internationally published poet, and amateur photographer living in Eugene, Oregon.