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Rite for Álfröđull, the Elven trail
In opposite to where many an old tale tells about frightful figures
we the elven are made from light, we are ever fleeting formations
from elysian planes we strive against striding striders
invoking sol, sun, victor, vice,
we know not of burden
troll trombones might call
into soil.
I rhapsodize
from wooded vales
ringend blue
soft brown
hazel hills
purification
is calling through
hexen light
elven disc
I encompass peace
release relieve
from these gallows
strange stranglehold
called human
from flax
all stigma
inhabited
in linen lies
we bleed
all salt
away
beloved
compliant
let this
convenant
begin
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2025
all rights reserved
we the elven are made from light, we are ever fleeting formations
from elysian planes we strive against striding striders
invoking sol, sun, victor, vice,
we know not of burden
troll trombones might call
into soil.
I rhapsodize
from wooded vales
ringend blue
soft brown
hazel hills
purification
is calling through
hexen light
elven disc
I encompass peace
release relieve
from these gallows
strange stranglehold
called human
from flax
all stigma
inhabited
in linen lies
we bleed
all salt
away
beloved
compliant
let this
convenant
begin
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2025
all rights reserved
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