An ode to the sister of fenris

JG III

the winds of hel
from the north
kissed my face
with her icy lips
hail the niflheimr
i have been blessed
i have been cursed
by their presence
by their essence
though the frozen
poison waters
flow in their reign
i will know true pleasure
through the frigid pain

-JG

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