(by Kincade Eksagthi)

The Gylfaginning
Ginnungagap greatly gaping
Forth into it flow to floods
Inextricable ice of Nifel
Multen Magma of Muspel
In its midsts
the two rivers
met and mingled
scalding steam
mysterious mist
firstly was formed the Rime

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Enticed was Auðumbla
She-Arouchs
Cosmic Cow
The Rime-salt stone
By licking and lapping
Released Ymir
Sustained and sated by her suckling

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After Aeons the Asier arrives
Wodanhaz, Vilhanaz, Vehanaz
Ymir eviscerated their father hacked hewed him
From Ymir the many worlds were made

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His skull the sky
His furs the forest
From his wounds the waters bled
His shining eye the sky
His murky eye the moon
Forth from his flesh
The delving dwarves had burrowed deep
Blowing his last breath
They wove the winding winds

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As ye sit at Symbel this story speak
Or in thy halls to this hallowed happenstance hearken
The sacred sacrifice the Asier sought
From nothing through need to all there is now
The gift born by the
Gylfaginning