My death by the gaws of fenrir

Fenrir… the name that comes off my fathers tong,”it is the greatest honor!”shouts my father. He wants me to go down into Valhalla, down into to hell. I’ve always wanted to honor my father and the gods, “I except my challenge” I say, but it comes out a whisper, the truth is I know I won’t come back alive. As the day goes on I realize that when I fail Fenrir will break his bounds and rampage through my small town… No I can’t, I won’t let that happen. The next day when I rise from my bed i here the nay of my horse and realize… he wants me to leave today. My father wants me to leave today to fight that monster. I duck back under the blankets and decided, I’m just gonna stay here till father gets me. I lay there for about a hour when suddenly “GET UP CHILD, GET UP!” my father yells to me.

Later in the day I arrive at the gateway to my doom, as I step in i here a ear busting roar coming from all around, i look up into a closed off cave and see a boulder with chains all snapped in half… this is Fenrir’s prison… he’s gone, no sooner than that thought enters my mind something solid rams into me. I’m thrown into the bolder I turn and look into pitch black eyes…


But it’s not a wolf I see staring at me… a man? He reaches towards me, I back into the bolder. He looks like he’s about t grab me, but he reaches to the side and grasps the bindes on the bolder. He pulls them around my chest and locks them. “Help, help I’m being repressed!” I shout, as I’m struck across the face by his hand, the i here a growl I look up as the man who hit me is bitten in half by a huge black snarling wolf, he slowly stalks towards me like a predator hunting his prey, and sadly enough I’m the pray, his gawls open and, come closer to my face than I’m comfortable with the suddenly in a flash his gaws start to close, then they stop right above my head. I squeeze my eyes shut and wate, nothing happens. “Come on man eat me already” I say.

The dixi dude

The Dixie dude

As I sat atop the longhorn

All across the field


I could see The thundering cattle

as they yield

To the ranchers atop there mounts

moving fast as they shout


As I sat atop my longhorn

I could see the horses fly by


As the leader sets the pace

As they race  to the gate

So that they can eat there food

On time and not late


As I look down at my longhorn

with a ^ on his head

he out a puff of smoke


I hear the horses nay

And I look up to se

Buttermilk ‘comin my way


authers note-

the dixi dude is a western stile “resort” and you get to ride cattle while your waiting for your Horce to get harnessed. As I was sitting on the long horn i saw so many pretty things all around