Distant Shores

In my mind the salt air is strong again and I row the boat with others toward those distant shores where we take up sword and axe against those living there, people Lief chose. We have done it before and such prizes reward us greatly. Lief leads us all and follow him in adventure, Our dragon breaks the waves as we go to a far land. My shield rests to my left on edge of the side's rim It's secured between double boards and shows its face to wind and sea. The sail flaps itself in the wind held by strong cords. Sail’s flame breathing monster now talks to us. I have double horn helmet and carry sword at my side. I follow Lief to where Odin leads him in land raid most scary. The cold north wind blows hard against my face spirits are high, singing our voices soar The salt air is strong in my mind just now. Would to god I could follow Lief once more