The messenger came with a tale of woe carried in his last breath,
“Fire and blood, War-Wolves wild, shriek from the sea,
Soot dark eyes and teeth of black, new men of the north,
Strike iron-hard and vanish fast as morning mist
Leaving roofless halls, grim burned ports, and raven’s feasting
In a crimson wake from Far Isles to Saxon Shore.
June18 01
June18 02
June18 03
June18 04
June18 05
June18 06
June18 07
June18 09
June18 10
June18 11
June18 12
June18 13
June18 14
June18 15
June18 16
June18 17
June18 18
June18 19
June18 20
June18 21
June18 22
June18 23
June18 24
June18 25
June18 26
June18 27
June18 28
June18 29
June18 30
June18 31
June18 32
June18 33
June18 34
June18 35
June18 36
June18 37
June18 38
June18 39
June18 40
June18 41