"I am called Wulf. I am your guide. May I be of service?"
I stared at him in astonishment.
"Are you the guide appointed by the king?" I asked, incredulous.
"The king requested my services," he replied, and proffered his hand in greeting; hurriedly I sheathed my knife and gripped his hand in response. He looked directly into my eyes with a gaze remarkably penetrating, yet open and friendly. Indeed, his whole appearance was very striking. In the moonlight his beard and shoulder-length hair glowed gold above the clothes of a traveler: long, faded blue cloak; light-colored tunic; and leggings and strong boots laced to the calves. His face, dominated by large, wide-set eyes and a strong nose, was given a strangely melancholy expression by long, sloping eyebrows.
Excerpt from:
The Way of Wyrd: Tales of an Anglo-Saxon Sorcerer
Brian Bates (1983)
Interpreted by Gemini AI.
Runes by @gifts-of-heimdall-runes.
