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Lokis lament and curse part 2 by Thomas Laufey

Loki:Short is your victory: for fenris, my son, will rip your jaws and rule a new world. Come, let us end it! Ages we've waited, we who were old when the worlds were still young." My child hela,shall lead an army of the dead against thee to which all the einherjar shall die or flee And freyr to fall by fiery Surtr’s hand Done in by own sword Summers blade, which shall make my son's freedom reality. My children the aesir have wronged most of all My daughter hela queen of the despairing dead Banished to the forgotten realm with an accursed title Ere the prophecy comes to fruition That she would lead an army against the mighty aesir And quite justfully so. And my son fenrir whom you imprisoned for childish games And little destructions of a child You odin destroyed him made him what he is That is why he is your doom And why my dragon son jorgamundr Will kill your son in turn thor Though my sons death will occur You odin in your hubris made this to be You claim to see the fates of men and god Yet it is by your actions you brought this to be Ragnarøkkr that great Twilight of the Gods. Odin: Well i know my fate and I have accepted it. But have you accepted your death Child of Laufey? And the death of your loves and kin. What of sigyn and Angrboda Will you let them suffer your curse as well The sorrows that have sprung up because of this curse Are great and multiple.

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