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Ride to Hel
On a dark horse, I ride into Hel
Through forest thick and black,
On steed of night, through dead filled fog,
On my horse I ride
At her boney gates, I sit awhile
And formulate my plan,
Should I go in, I think to myself,
To sit with Hel my friend
Without request my stead did go,
As if she knew the way,
Through twists and turns we lost our way,
Oh gods shall I be found
The night seemed to blur to days,
How long have we been gone,
But still my steed moves like the night,
Through every twist and turn
After what seemed like a year,
We finally made it down,
To the great hall of Hel,
Where she can be found
She sat upon her throne awhile,
And did not say a word,
I wondered if this was a mistake
But now was undeterred
The lady said, welcome my child,
Your journey must been long,
Come in and sit with me awhile,
And play for me your song
And so I sat with her all night,
And this is what I sang,
And Hel just smiled and said to me,
Thank you my dear friend
She sent us back a different way,
For it was not my time,
And so once again I rose,
My horse as black as night
©
Larisa C Hunter aka Mist,
Gyðja of
Kenaz
Kindred
Author of
"FULLTRÚI
: Patrons in Ásatrú"
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