The Gunnari Sagas

So these kin of Dunan
Born of their father
Bright and fearless
Ambushed by
Scheming
Lynx

His brothers were cut down
Arrows from above
Without honour
Remorseless
Ravens
All

He leapt up beside them
Hacking left and right
Getting them and
Gutting them
Leaving
None

All around him enemies
Snow drinking their blood
Gunnar’s last son
Drew his last
Final
Breath