Allfather

I offer unto you this small token of reverence Allfather,
father.
Blood calls to blood,
as it was given me so do I offer mine in return,
Blood calls to blood.
I strain my wings as I fly,
a devoted raven,
devoted son.
Oden, father, hear my prayer.

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About Fredrik Kayser

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