Heed my call sword of eternity
I have no ounce to my worth
I see no future before me
my need for Vengeance
clouds my judgement
how more lucky could I have been
to be bestowed something
of such magnitude that which bears the
truth of myself I have no Kin
I see no future and I am the strongest there is
I am Aurora Vermont
I will tell you a story about
Ravens and Valkyries,
Vikings and Valhalla,
Odin and the tree of life
Once upon a time A gust of wind blew pass
Odin’s horizon and an aurora shined
beautifully in the sky he gazed upon the skies
Draped within the heavens And
he knew another one Has been born,
A Valkyrie, She wielded
The sword of eternity, The sword of truth
The sword of betrayal, On a blood soaked path
She dreaded upon Consuming everything within
Her path with her tainted blood, She Yearned
for vengeance, Until she tasted peace
And it became who she is And when
she came face to face with her revenge
she realized she was a thousand years late
She then heard the maidens song
And the tree of life Welcomed her as
one of it’s own,
Protector of realms, Devourer of souls
A Maiden of Valhalla, A Valkyrie in making
And creation, a True goddess.
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