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The Blooded moon
Den Blödig Möna - also Evil eye of the Moon (part 2 of the risen beast)
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The following is the 1st draft of a poem I have written in Old English for my Flamewind fantasy series

And lä ic heorcian on blödig möna
         alswä hämweard büin ic spädan
         mi pas swä from æf pas
for it mænan atelic daed

Blöd fah se heforse
         death habban gifeö neut niht
         clüd geardagas ær thin yfel ëage
späden min ergealic fleam

Se leoht æf wundor scinan na mära
         upän neut heathen land
         se god habban eall anforlætan wäc
Na mare min corage standa

Se armee swä carful byldan
         Senda üt tö winnan se were
         Tö slëan se great deorc
Lo nänthing be-ütan blöd maçacre ic sagu

Nowther hyll nähwæther dæl
         Nähwæther munt hëh
         Valley läh oththe river wid
Willan sauver ic fram yfel blödig eäge

Be- ütan alswä deorc blom a croix se weorald
         Flëon fram se terriblis east
         An flecge spærca dön ignire
With ge cnäwan poer tö slëan se beste


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English Translation from Old English

And lo I hark upon bloody moon
         as homeward bound I speed
My flight so swift of pace
         for it speaks of dreadful deed

Blood has stained the heavens
         death has been given this night
         cloud passing before thine evil eye
         speeding my fearful flight

The light of wonder shines no more
         upon this heathen land
The Gods have all deserted us
         so no more my courage doth stand

The army so carefully built
         sent out to win the war
To slay the greatest dark
Lo, nothing but bloody massacre I saw

Neither hill nor dale
         nor mountain high
Valley low or river wide
         will save me from evil's bloody eye

But as darkness blows across the world
         fleeing from the terrible east
A fledgling spark does ignite
         with unknown power to slay the beast

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