30 Days Of Writing: Day 5

From a random challenge.

Word:

'Fall'

Let my story end with yours.

Let our bones melt into the rocks,

reduced to mortal earth and

skin and dust.

I will catch each painful drop

of your punishment;

I will bear the weight

of the world with you.

I will hold you until we

shatter beneath the weight

of fallen gods.

Close your eyes now, and hear

the hungry frost-hounds call.

They bay for the blood of the Aesir.

Close your eyes against

the faded cries of the

nerves that bind you;

What has been done cannot

be undone, but it can

be paid for

in blood.

Your children are calling.

The ocean boils with the

serpent's war-cry;

the black air howls with the

baying of your wolf-son.

The beautiful wrath of hell

is our clarion call.

No soldiers from the nine realms

will override your vengeance.

Lead your army of fire and ice

Ride tall as you exact your price
And I will ride beside you.

I will stand with you at the end of days

I will rise with you when your captors fall

I will die with you, and the great Valhall.

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