The Old Gods never went silent.
Their voices seep through the cracks,
restless and alive.
Asgard returns in ancient light and shadow.
A forgotten realm stirs and rises once more.
“I took up the runes,
screaming I took them,
then I fell back
from there.”
– Hávamál 139
“I know it all,
Odin,
where you hid your eye,
within Mimir’s much famed well.”
– Völuspá 28
“At the dawn of ages
there was nothing,
only the great void
and nowhere grass.”
– Völuspá 3
