ENTRY ___107

Most terrible dream.

Hammer of Thor smash earth open.

Fire pour everywhere.

Cold. Black fire. Catch sunlight. Eat mountains. Drink rivers.

Fire want more. Always more. Everlasting hunger.

Sneaky son of a bastard son Loki!

Loki put mask into my pouch.

Such trick! Foul move!

Celestial judge accuse. You Loki.

I not such. I not Loki!

I plead.

Judge quail. Other godly matters important.

No pay respect to my word.

Condemn me to eternal suffering.

I see earth split open forever.

I do not want.



I awake.

Dream hunt me.

I animate dream on my cave.

It let go. I want forget.



Life nice. Meat good. Winter cold.

Bow to mountain. Know name of wind.



Solitude my solace.

Hunt my calling.



Wolf pack strong. I smart.

Arm strong. Spear always strike heart.

Precision. I proud.



What guest? Animal spirit interfere. Not allow hunt?

Eyes glow hot embers.

These eyes. Cursed! Demon!

Eyes burn in distance. Stronger than spear.

Wolf pack flee.



It god of death. Be my time? Already?



Death speak.

Voice from nightmare.

Voice penetrate mind as spear

Voice made of voices.

I shiver in fear at name it give. Charles.

I not Charles. It mistaken.



I not question will of death.

I follow with pride. My clan would ask of me.

One not defy what order death. My chief speak this.

Death brought I to life and stop life if choose.

29th September 2012