Drums of war sound
Warriors are gathered to fight on the wigri?
Plain, charging men, wolves, ravens and gods, worms and beasts
Of darkness; the plain is lit with fire
Blood is flowing, bits of flesh, severed limbs
Smashed skulls and bodies lie strewn across
The plain
Screams cut the air, screams of anger and pain, the
Sound of metal blades and armour clashing, clubs smashing bodies
Then, for a brief moment, everything stops
It is as if the universe holds its breath
Wuotan has fallen on the wigri?r
Plain; swallowed by fanjariho.
For a moment the time stands
Still.
For wuotan; hail and joy!