Through the shadows of the twisted trees,
between the twisted branches,
unafraid and with a courageous soul,
young Reva advances.
He passes graves made of stone and weeds,
with distinct runic inscriptions
that tell him the names of those who died,
and their memories become visions.
Young Reva sees a family that lived
here in the dark but comforting wood.
They had been happy and joyous until
an evil took advantage of their good.
Young Reva doesn't shovel away,
the horrid images he sees
of young and old running and crying,
but the Svartur Sálir doesn't hear their pleas.
With this horror embedded in his mind,
he hurries to search for the Svartur Sálir's lair.
He is unafraid with a courageous soul,
and his eyes are flames that flare.
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Ì Reva Skógnum | in the fox forest
PoesiaThe story of Reva (Fox) and how the Fox Wood came to be. Stories told of the Battle of Reva against the Black Souls, adventures to find a new home to call their own, immerse yourself in the ancient tales about the Fox Wood and the magical Reva. Poet...
