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HUNTER'S WARNING
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I have a tale, all grim forbode
of one who sought the night.
He mounted, then in darkness rode
to work upon the height.
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Control and power over all,
the essence of his quest.
The people he would hold in thrall.
Ill omen was his crest.
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He found a cliff beside the sea.
A glowing circle cast,
with magic burnt the Sacred Tree
and drawing sword, stood fast.
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The ocean swelled, and gale winds cried-
a storm of ice and chill.
Bright lightnings slashed and burned the sky
imposed by dark'ning will.
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A gateway through the Other World
was opened by his hand,
For from the clouds a funnel swirled
and Bifrost's road did stand.
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A raucous army then came down
and rode upon that coast.
Weird hoofbeats rang upon the ground
from steeds who were as ghosts.
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Just from the Hunt they had returned
to challenge fox, and deer.
And from the leader, one eye burned
and sighted down his spear.
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'What magus honors not my name?',
a booming voice then cried.
'What fool does play this ill wrought game?
Best answer quick - or die.'
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'My title matters not, O Lord.',
the sly tongued one did speak.
'We share the spirit of the sword-
your wisdom I would seek.'
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'My secrets will I gladly give
to all who share my way-
but test ye must, to die or live-
one chance to go or stay.'
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'Though death is not the thing I crave,
your questions will I bear.
And favour lacking, to the grave
and thralldom will I swear.'
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'But I am learn'ed, wise and strong
so if your test surpassed
you must then swear before your throng
your power you will pass.'
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The Hunt Lord scowled, and it was done,
then said with frosty breath:
'Unto me you will answer one-
what purpose does serve death?' - 'My foes have often met their end. I glory in the kill. My way will use the death to bend the people to my will.' - The Goddess Freyja then impart: 'What say you of the dove? What use to you are things of heart? Regard ye what of love?' - 'I scorn all love, I favour wrath, tis best left for the meek. And peaceful ways cross not my path, tis only for the weak.' -
'War is my art, so answer this:',
spoke grim one handed Tyr.
'Affairs of state, when go amiss-
is honor in your sphere?'
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'All honor I return to friends
and other Lords deserved.
I say again, foes meet their ends
when wrath has been incurred.'
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'Unto us now, one more reply
before you hear our will. of spells and power - magic high, of what does this fulfill? - 'To honor you, I would enshrine, the world then I would take. To snare, all shiftless peoples bind with forces I would wake.' - All Asgard's dwellers, looking grim, then nodded to this king. Triumphant mein came over him- his darkened soul did ring. - But Odin set his rage filled face- the mages blood ran cold.
'Ye think that thou hast won our grace
with naked evil bold?' -
'All death is but the way to birth
and peace is men's desire. Our way is to renew the Earth- despoiling not in ire.' -
'This and the magics meant to heal
and guide on wisdom's path. So this is why the powers wield- you have incurred our wrath.' -
'But go in sorrow - life we give,
along with this one curse- That ever long as you shall live your life now is reversed.' -
'Harm with your magic, and you die
a death forever long. Hurt with your guile, and you shall cry- your way is twisted, wrong.' - They rode like leaves upon the wind. Ensorcelled mage grew mad. He wanders - never trust or friends. Just woe, dark soul, nomad. - Pay heed, all seekers on the path to shadow's knowledge earned. To evil go, you gain the wrath of Powers great and stern. - - J.A. Bordeaux 8 Mar 89
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