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Days are long and nights are cold, the rivers run
I’m swept away down distant paths, the road goes on
From the halls of the free to the tower of torment
Where treasures lie in mountains high

The silent fields of stars so far and wide
The oceans of infinity, the great divide
In the heavens on high is a light so lonely
The evening star that shines so far

When home is far behind and ever the long roads wind
I keep your memory in my mind, one day I’ll repay in kind
For so long as I’ve gone and so far I’ve wandered
The evening star has shone thus far



Sverrir Thorolfsson

Untitled (by austin&&&&)

Arise, Riders of Théoden. Forth Eorlingas!

The belongings of a heathen wife ✨ Brooches are made by Torfin and the mjølner by Wulflund.


by keyana tea

Pendant with rune carving, Silver
The four-lined inscription is carved on the backside of a pendant of Frankish origin.
Grave find Björkö, Adelsö, Uppland, Sweden.
The Swedish History Museum, Stockholm