Alexander Hintikka
Alexander Hintikka
Jul 21, 2016

Oh, i'am dragonborn
The slayer of dragons
The wanderer in the dark.

I travel from quest to quest
To seek for a purpose in this world.

Oh, i'am dragonborn
Lost in the dungeons
Freezing in the cold winter winds.

Oh, i'm dragonborn.

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My son, you are learning the world and its ways
At times its hardships will heavy your soul
When all seems dull as a grayed out haze
Take time to wander where mountains roll

Beneath the mighty pines and peaks
With air so pure it makes lungs sing
Behold the salmon in crystal creeks
Savor the crispness of winter's sting

As you climb these ancient slopes
Let your troubles fade away
A heart renewed with joys and hopes
Bursting to fight another day

Fear not your fate when you return
For I'll watch over with my good eye
My son, you have glory and honor to earn
You'll arrive home in Valkyries' arms on high

Give your spirit the rest it needs to stay strong.
#life   #father   #beauty   #soul   #spirit   #health   #mountain   #skyrim   #odin   #asatru  
Nevermore
Nevermore
Jul 15, 2014

After countless battles,
We've finally gotten married.

Ours was not a lengthy engagement
If there was even one to begin with.
A long courtship, though.
Skirmish after bloodbath after slaughter
Fighting trolls and giants and the undead
We were comrades
Brothers in arms.
And then a quick confession
A purchased home
That was it.

Now we sleep in on weekends
Slowly wake to the cool darkness of the room
Make love with sleep still frosting our eyes
I serenade you in the cold evenings with my battered lute
As you tend to the crackling hearth
Before tending to my gashes and bruises
Earned from the day's clashes.

This must be what Valhalla feels like --
Coming home to you and a hearty stew
After a long day of fighting
Covered in blood
(Some of them mine)
Loaded down with loot.
Doing this for a lifetime seems preferable
To being High King for eternity.

Dragons may be razing the northern wastes
Savage tribes holding sway in the mountains
Rebels and imperials clashing in the plains
But in here
It's just you and me.
Nothing and no one can enter our sanctuary.
Like you said,
Brief as life can be here,
We have each other.

I may be the Thane of your hold
But you are the Thane of my heart.

For Lydia.
I play too much goddamn Skyrim.
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Unknownones
Dec 5, 2014

Skyrim, Land for Nords
Filled with Mead and Honningbrew
Singing with blood and cords
Disagreeing to their Divines and Lords

But raging with war and Talos Blessed
Destroying the empire, liberating Skyrim
Once Again

But a nightmare appears
"DRAGONS! DRAGONS!" a filthy Nord say
Running away pityfully as the Myths slays

A man stays
A nordic lad
Tough like Talos
Dirty as a rag
The tongue of the ancients
Shouting, stealing the souls of the Myths

It's the Dragonborn
It's back
Since centuries
And has came
To Unlegend the Myths
Once Again

Dark Jewel
Dark Jewel
Dec 4, 2014

Scars cover the marks,
That aspire to shine.

The marks of war,
To define the bloodline.

Exquisite Mortal,
Of Athenas birth.

Leading an army to war,
Using her right of birth.

Dragon of the sky,
Always by her side.

To battle they ride,
To fight.

Enemy ahead,
Lay down your arms.
You will not match my power,
Now bow before the Queen.

IAUSHYJ
Nov 27, 2014

Original English version see http://hellopoetry.com/poem/942159/dragon/

Dovah

Gliding asamit ven,
Mirodah lovaas do kein.
su'um Dovah.
Coming wah feymah wah jusktii!

Viing do yolus hellsong,
Drun kun wah himdah.
Vrii ahrk hil adamant.
Wah oblaan lein do jul.

Unon do dovah,
Bo overhead.
Wraiths do volok.

Taazokaan los ko rut,
tiid ru maltiid.
Alduin los coming.
Wah oblaan lein do jul...

Dark Jewel
Dark Jewel
Nov 11, 2014

Gliding along the currents,
Singing the songs of war.
Fire breathing Dragon.
Coming to settle to the score!

Wings of fiery hellsong,
Bringing light to the land.
Scales and hearts adamant.
To end the world of man.

Millions of dragons,
Flying overhead.
Wraiths of the underworld.

Tamriel is in danger,
The time is running short.
Alduin is coming.
To end the world of man...

Dark Jewel
Dark Jewel
Sep 23, 2014

This land.
It's strange to me.
It's cold like Solstheim.

My mother wouldn't tolerate this!
The breeze danced,
Bringing an icy feel.
To skin so pale.

Hailed to be a Nord,
With Ancient blood of Talos.
With Ysgramor's spirit.
In war.

I must find my way back home,
To the Ashlands.
First,
I will adventure here.

A journey holds the key,
To experience.

I am Jaedin,
Daughter of Alaken,
And Calina.
My village is of the Skaal.

A great evil has come,
It has set over this place...
They say dragons have returned,
What might be in store,
For a young Nord?

Exiting my ship,
I say Hello and Hail,
To Skyrim.

Softfoot moves behind her prey -
no sound.
He stands oblivious
gazing into the distance
between his soul and Sovngarde:
in short,
closer than he thinks.

Disclaimer: I do not own rights to any of Bethesda's products except my copy of Skyrim.

A thousand steps cut into the mountain
stone buried in places
under ever-present snow

Dovahkiin walks -
purposeful strides to carry them through
fog and snow and fire,
turning not aside from their path
lest they hear laughter in
the thunder.

The Way of The Voice demands not loud mouths,
but strong speech.

Disclaimer: I do not own rights to any of Bethesda's products except my copy of Skyrim.
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