Seagloom
Deep beneath the chill’ed depths Here, where night ever-reigns In this abyss my spirit seeks For you, Mistress of Brine and Chains. Let that I claim be guarded My ambition knows no mercy In your wake my wealth is garnered And that I cherish, I keep safely.
Deep within the still’ed dark Here, where-lies the ocean’s kin In this void my spirit seeks For you, Keeper of Dream and Dim. Let that I wish be hidden Lay undiscovered in the light A steed of stealth to be ridden Such is your gift to me, Grand Night
Seel Rán! Seel Nótt!
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norsegodcalls
This piece was requested anonymously












