Prompts:
13th March 3019: The Pûkel-Men hold a council
Poetic Forms: Alliterative verse
13th March 3019: The Pûkel-Men hold a council
Poetic Forms: Alliterative verse
Now the shadow-veil lay on the Stonewain Valley.
Now came the Wild Men, cunning Woses,
Woodcraft-wise, wary of horsemen.
Hard news they bore of a host-blocked road;
In the mountains beyond, Mundburg was burning.
Long was the lane lost to thorn and to thicket.
Longer since the Sea-kings carved those stones.
Yet goat-footed Ghân, faithful friend and orc-hater,
Led horse and horseman, scout and spear,
Under gloom-grey trees where the trail had grown over.
Pale light brought fresh wind and the plain way forward.
Grave thanks were given. Thus Thengel’s son
Rode forth to the out-walls, and feared no darkness.