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@askfandralthedashing
*Sneaks in leaving a book of Edgar Allen Poe on your bedside table, before disappearing into the night*
As I awoke this morning, what did i find, but a book of Poetry. Left with no evidence as to whom was both so kind as to leave a gift but also quite the lightfoot to have not awoken me. I am both flattered and somewhat preturbed Dear Admirer.
Anyone know of this Midgard "Poe?"
The World Tree
In the realm where legends dwell, A tale of ancient majesty I shall tell. Of Yggdrasil, the great World Tree, Whose roots and branches span eternally.
Deep within the cosmic core, Yggdrasil stands, forevermore. Its roots, they delve in realms below, Where secrets of the underworld glow.
Beneath the weight of mortal woes, Yggdrasil's trunk, resilient it grows. Its bark adorned with ancient runes, Whispering tales of forgotten moons.
High above, where heavens reside, Its branches stretch both far and wide. The constellations find their home, Within its celestial dome.
Each leaf, a brushstroke in the sky, Painting tales of heroes passing by. The wind's gentle touch, a lullaby, As Yggdrasil's leaves sing to the night sky.
Through its branches, birds take flight, Guided by its wisdom and ancient light. They soar through realms of endless dreams, Where magic dances in glistening streams.
Oh, Yggdrasil, guardian of lore, Keeper of knowledge, forevermore. Your presence binds the worlds as one, A tapestry where all tales are spun.
In the shelter of your mighty boughs, Seekers of wisdom find their vows. Through cycles of life and death's embrace, Yggdrasil stands, a beacon of grace.
So let us raise our voices high, And honor Yggdrasil in the sky. For within its embrace, we find our way, In the realm where legends stay.
I am once again asking
Ratatoskr to cease the running up and down of Ydrasil. Can't you take a break from your instigating for a weekend?
What measures do you Midgard Denizens employ when you find Insomnia is your only bed partner?
How are you all this lovely Morning, afternoon, midnight, or whenever you find your stunning and enchanting selves?
Ive begun reading a Midguard book I'd found recently, a Court of Thorns and Roses, no one spoil me for I am embroiled in Chapter 19, I rather enjoy this Lucien Character.
Something about Warriors with troubled pasts aye?
could you share a poem you've written? If not, perhaps one of your favourites from someone else? ❤️
A Poem I once wrote from within my hiding spot:
Yggdrasil,
It's branches are long and reach for the sky,
A reminder of life's never-ending cycle, never to die.
Its roots stretch deep down into the ground,
Where ancient knowledge, secrets, and wisdom can be found.
Its branches, roots, and leaves sit in peace,
A reminder of how our lives are intertwined and never cease.
....
As you can see I am no word Smith to speak of, though I do enjoy a good Flyt when it is available.
For good poetry I quite enjoy your Poe's Annabell Lee.
Ive begun reading a Midguard book I'd found recently, a Court of Thorns and Roses, no one spoil me for I am embroiled in Chapter 19, I rather enjoy this Lucien Character.
Something about Warriors with troubled pasts aye?
what inspired you to become swordsman?
If I said I wished to fight the good fight that probably wouldn't cover it eh?
It wouldn't be the entire truth anyway,
Truth be told I originally very much enjoyed swordsmanship, but it was hardly a hobby. However there was someone I wished to impress who saw it as a lifestyle.
While they eventually faded from my life the dedication that began as a trivial hobby grew to an extension of my being.
I've always wondered; are asgard's flowers as beautiful as I've heard, cause earth does have lovely flowers but I bet they're nothing compared to Asgard's beauty
We share many similar floura & fauna between our worlds, however, we do have several varieties midguard does lack.
For example, the Dawnbearer. This flower collects and cups the sun as it rises. If you happen to be near one at dawn, gently tilt the petaled cup to your lips. Sometimes they hold just enough of the sun's rays for a morning sip.
Never Sleeping on the Bifrost again.
Terrible mistake on my part, my apologies for my being quiet, I had to to be defrosted over several days and seem to have caught a Midgard cold.
Dogs or cats?
I would be untruthful if I said I dislike either, but... Cats, if only because their love must be won but never chased.
Dear warrior Fandral.
What names would you like to give your children? ( I see you as a responsable and affective father ☺️)
I should perhaps be someday, time will tell one supposes.
Ive always been rather fond of Osmond, and Roslyn, but truly I should like the other half of the lineage to have the most input, or at least approve of it. Contention over names feels like it might last as it's a near constant reminder, one assumes. 🤔
Ok Fandral, let's say you had a daughter and she had a gentleman caller who wanted to take her out. How would you react or what would you say to him? I'm just curious :P
I’d tell him my old tales of lady chasing, if he acted offended, he would not see her, if he acted overly interested he would see her not, I will accept only mild interest and admittance of a few of his own smaller misdeeds. The boy who acts offended is either lying or has no concept of the real world, the overly excited one either does such things to often or has never, none of which I can accept. The third boy however is at the very least honest and has walked a path in between extremes. Honesty and stability are the least I would want for her.
I should like to amended this statement, as I feel I had done my theoretical daughter a disservice in this reply some eons old. Honesty and stability are of course what I would want, but with any child your greatest hope for them is happiness.
My children of any variety would see whom they pleased, and I would endeavor to have such a relationship with them so as to facilitate frequent, frank conversation.
One does not own one's children, I would of course share my concerns and findings. But in the end I would want to offer them the shelter of a home to always come back to, no matter the choices they make, rather than a prison they seek to escape on adulthood.
An overwhelming sense of calmness descends upon the Disco.
Peace that Surpasseth Understanding! at the Disco
A silence, at the Disco, if you will.
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I may have teared up a bit, why didn't any midguard denizens warn me of the dangers of sad internet comics?
the literal whiplash I got from seeing a post notification from this blog after almost 10 years was so wild but im super excited that you're back!!
I set the app to notify me whenever you posted, back when i originally followed in middle school lmao
I am so glad you are still around old friend! So few of us left from the near decade ago, it is good to see everything here making a comeback. Nature is healing, as they say.
Coming back after so long, and to be remembered is melting my heart a bit. I hope the years have been kind and your table and cup full!
