epic
(Source: sigurdii)
epic
(Source: sigurdii)
(I always imagined Sleipnir to be black, but that’s just me)


Tendons and muscles of steel
And the blaze of lightning in it’s eyes
White as the snow on the hills
And it’s reins that I hold, they are mine
This Stallion and Sword in exchange
For my heart and both of my eyes
The ravens of swift wings my sight
Surely now victory must be mine
Eight-legged Stallion of mine
Run with the speed of the winds
Eight-legged Stallion of mine
Run as if you carried wings
Ride! Ride! Ride! Ride!
I paint thee with the blood from my veins
Images of origin long lost
I adorn your white mane and tail
With the stars that fell from the sky
