Ashevn Tells the Story of Amoniel to Krethul by Nixxiom, literature
Literature
Ashevn Tells the Story of Amoniel to Krethul
Ashevn Tells the Story of Amoniel to Krethul
Twas under-leaf I tread alone,
No voice but mine own did I know.
Through shadowed wood I walked in thought
I knew my heart grew longing.
But came upon a glade, I did
Beholding there a water’s edge.
And on the surface, there she sat
A pale beauty resting alone.
I called out then to learn her name,
But lo, she took to sky and fled.
I knew I’d not see her again,
But there I saw a gift laying.
A feather left behind for thee,
A gift from goddess; my heart swelled!
Thus, I waited for her to come -
I knew she’d come and seeketh me.
For twice a moon I watched the sky,
I wondered when
Tiwaz, god of honor
Tiwaz, god of these kings
Tiwaz, hear my calling:
Order-god of justice
Victory-god of oath
Glorious god of strength!
The great and glorious
The mighty and fearless
The beauty of Tiwaz.
Smile upon my path
May my struggles bring glory
May I earn your favor!
Will you give me a ring,
Will I enter the hall,
What will the poets sing?
What is this? I feel it
An ancient wisdom stirs
Victory-god, awaken!
The silence is speaking
The old roots awaken
Sword and spear-god, watching.
Give to me the ringmail
Give to me the shield wall
I will die with honor!
Tiwaz, my god of war
Tyr, my god of glory
I shall become like you.
Thy h
Rootless Tree Falls
The Tall Tree, the highest free,
climbing, that it would be,
greatest height above the sea.
Little Oak, now has awoke,
jealous, smallest of folk,
wondering words to invoke.
The Tallest, sees now August,
fearful, yet so modest,
soon to die, to be honest.
Little Tree, he now can see,
digging, roots now decree:
"Not a fallen Oak, he'll be."
That Tall Tree, will not be free,
falling, now towards the sea,
winter ends the height to be.
Little Oak, did not provoke,
waiting, in mourning cloak,
"firmly rooted," he has spoke.
Now he lives, and seeds he gives,
Tallest, he does outlive,
rare life offers to forgive.
Rootless tr
Boast to Wotan
Grey Pilgrim of one eye,
I see you sitting there.
Then on black wings you fly,
far from Midgard to share,
your throne with Frigga-fair.
Father, do you see me,
or do you turn away?
I know it's high, that Tree,
yet see me on this day.
Don't turn your eye away!
Watch me! I'll make you proud.
Let the Golden Mead flow,
for I'll make my voice loud!
Higher I'll climb, I know,
my honor, I will show.
Aye, you must watch me climb,
that way to fates-anew.
For you have had your time,
now it's my turn to do,
the climb that knows so few.
Or will you watch me fall,
and laugh like all the rest?
Will you pity at all,
if I do fail you
Ashevn Tells the Story of Amoniel to Krethul by Nixxiom, literature
Literature
Ashevn Tells the Story of Amoniel to Krethul
Ashevn Tells the Story of Amoniel to Krethul
Twas under-leaf I tread alone,
No voice but mine own did I know.
Through shadowed wood I walked in thought
I knew my heart grew longing.
But came upon a glade, I did
Beholding there a water’s edge.
And on the surface, there she sat
A pale beauty resting alone.
I called out then to learn her name,
But lo, she took to sky and fled.
I knew I’d not see her again,
But there I saw a gift laying.
A feather left behind for thee,
A gift from goddess; my heart swelled!
Thus, I waited for her to come -
I knew she’d come and seeketh me.
For twice a moon I watched the sky,
I wondered when
Tiwaz, god of honor
Tiwaz, god of these kings
Tiwaz, hear my calling:
Order-god of justice
Victory-god of oath
Glorious god of strength!
The great and glorious
The mighty and fearless
The beauty of Tiwaz.
Smile upon my path
May my struggles bring glory
May I earn your favor!
Will you give me a ring,
Will I enter the hall,
What will the poets sing?
What is this? I feel it
An ancient wisdom stirs
Victory-god, awaken!
The silence is speaking
The old roots awaken
Sword and spear-god, watching.
Give to me the ringmail
Give to me the shield wall
I will die with honor!
Tiwaz, my god of war
Tyr, my god of glory
I shall become like you.
Thy h
Rootless Tree Falls
The Tall Tree, the highest free,
climbing, that it would be,
greatest height above the sea.
Little Oak, now has awoke,
jealous, smallest of folk,
wondering words to invoke.
The Tallest, sees now August,
fearful, yet so modest,
soon to die, to be honest.
Little Tree, he now can see,
digging, roots now decree:
"Not a fallen Oak, he'll be."
That Tall Tree, will not be free,
falling, now towards the sea,
winter ends the height to be.
Little Oak, did not provoke,
waiting, in mourning cloak,
"firmly rooted," he has spoke.
Now he lives, and seeds he gives,
Tallest, he does outlive,
rare life offers to forgive.
Rootless tr
Boast to Wotan
Grey Pilgrim of one eye,
I see you sitting there.
Then on black wings you fly,
far from Midgard to share,
your throne with Frigga-fair.
Father, do you see me,
or do you turn away?
I know it's high, that Tree,
yet see me on this day.
Don't turn your eye away!
Watch me! I'll make you proud.
Let the Golden Mead flow,
for I'll make my voice loud!
Higher I'll climb, I know,
my honor, I will show.
Aye, you must watch me climb,
that way to fates-anew.
For you have had your time,
now it's my turn to do,
the climb that knows so few.
Or will you watch me fall,
and laugh like all the rest?
Will you pity at all,
if I do fail you
Hello, everybody! My name is Nixxiom, but you probably know me as "Nixxiom" from my Youtube channel "Nixxiom." That's a lot of Nixxiom! Jokes aside, welcome to my DA page where you can find the various poems I have written, as well as images I enjoy sharing using WoW models, etc. Here you can take a little glimpse into who I am outside of the machinima making, sorta. I hope you guys enjoy what you find and if you do decide to Watch me, you're awesome! Thank you very much.
A lot of my work does reflect my personal beliefs and you will see that I do tend to favorite images that relate to the paths that I follow, as well as fan art from my work. I've spoken to many of you about this in the past - you know who you are - but I do ask to be left alone in this regard, as my beliefs are my own and I do not like being interviewed about them, unless there is a genuine shared curiosity. I walk a quiet path and I ask that such a thing be respected.
1. What server do you play on in World of Warcraft? -I play on Argent Dawn, EU
2. Do you still RP? -No, I stopped RPing a long time ago.
3. Why? -The same reason you don't do that thing you did 5 years ago - you grew out of it / you don't think it's fun anymore.
4. Can I add you as a friend on Battle.net? -No. Only my actual friends are allowed to have my Battle.net information.
5. Can I be in one of your videos? -No.
6. Would you like to use my artwork for a video? -I LOVE featuring people's art in my videos, so if you ever draw fan art of Nixxiom, Moocluck, or any character from my channel, please feel free to send to me. <3
7. Are you also the Nixxiom from Planet Dolan? -Yes, that's me.
Favourite Movies
Lord of the Rings (all three)
Favourite TV Shows
Rome, Game of Thrones, Metalocalypse, Spartacus
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Dubliners, Gaelic Storm, Clancy Brothers
Favourite Books
Fellowship, Two Towers, Return of the King, and many others
Favourite Writers
Tolkien
Favourite Games
World of Warcraft, Mount and Blade: Warband
Favourite Gaming Platform
PC
Tools of the Trade
After Effects, Vegas, Fraps, WoW, Model Viewer, Machinima Studio, and many others
Hello Westerner! I am Mikotaj Caesarz! You make this Gopnik happy with your funny shit and disapproval of that faggot Illidan. I too share the dislike.
Stay Cheeki Breeki mój Czarnuch! And have a blessed Slavic day! Boże Błogosławieństwo!