Many things have I been called.
To some I have been the Silent One,
the watchful presence that speaks without words.
Others have labled me Demi-god, flattery that I must admit bolstered my ego –
a little too much.
I am the wolf and a black-feathered Icarus,
A raven on Allfather’s shoulder.
I am what I am,
The rest is just what you see in me,
and belive is there.