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The tales of Halfdan the Black and the woman he came to love with all of his very being, even more than that of his brother, Harald Finehair. Showing and telling the stories of their undying love, their unyielding friendship, and their unbreakable relationship; they never falter in the years, and never go astray. But when war threatens what they each carefully built, will their bond hold strong, or will it break like the sanity of the ambitious man attempting to conquer all of Norway, like the barbaric men trying to find honor amongst fools, and like the religious men struggling to feel empowered by a soul in the sky whose nothing but make-believe.
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They rise and they rise, they never fall.
They conquer and they conquer, rule over all.
The fire, the fire, it burns big and bright.
They push and they push, use all of their might.
They stay and they stay, always protect.
They help and they help, show how to connect.
But they're tested and tested, never left alone.
Even in their minds, even in their home.
So they fight and they fight, minding their heads.
But they still catch trouble, even from those that are dead.
They both made mistakes, they both can admit.
Yet they'll never part ways, they'll never submit.
Together they will reign, centuries on end.
They'll never give up, never break nor bend.
For their hearts were born from the arms of Yaweyna, brought together by their gods.
And they will continue on forever with time, together against all odds.
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The Hands of Gods ; vikings
Lãng mạnwhen Halfdan the Black finds love in an unexpected being, and when he goes against the odds of all his people. the gods are with him, just as they are with his brother, and with the power they give him- he won't let his life, or his love, go to wast...
