Thursday, October 29, 2026

Berserks

“I'll ask of the berserks, those tasters of blood,

Those intrepid heroes, how are they treated,

Those who wade out into battle?

Wolf-skinned they are called.

Red with blood are their spears when they come to fight.

They form a closed group.

The prince in his wisdom puts trust in such men

Who hack through enemy shields.”

— Haraldskvæði [Norwegian poem, 9th Century AD]



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