From Glaiceana

The following is a digital work from an artist named Samantha. Her other work can be found HERE.

~ The Frozen Coasts of Home ~

The way across the seas is very long,
and many months it took the men and I,
and many waves were bust upon our bow,
and many leagues we sailed beneath the sky.

We sailed with many mighty men of strength
Proud was our Jarl, and fierce his battle cry.
We sailed by the charts he held in his mind
at night by sight of stars in his eye.

We met with terrors of both mind and of wrath
but stout of heart were all of us that sailed,
and none of us despaired when kraken writhed
or left our oars when sirens sweetly wailed.

Northern wind tried best to wreck our longboats
but from the north itself it was we came
and northern wind springs from each viking throat
Like her we’ve nothing that’s about us tame.

We struck a land of green and straight away
we lit the fires of war upon the coast.
Ten villages within a score of days!
Cattle held on burning homes to roast.

The native dogs attacked us in our sleep
but battle-lust does not dim with the night.
With hewing axe and swiftly swinging sword
we put their little warriors to flight.

Then laden down with all our spoils and gold,
we set out once again upon the foam.
Amid the icy waves we sailed until
we reached the frozen coasts that we call home.