🐦⬛ AC: Valhalla - Sýnin
p̸͍͈̝͓̪̬̫̭̗̞͍̪͋̀̆̓͆͛̄̈̾̈̋̎̚͘͝͝ŗ̴̮̫̫̼̖̟̻̪̻͚̘̠̠͇̬́͑o̵̢̢̲̟̣͉͕̩̗̞̦̼̱̬͈̪̅̍͗̓́͊̚p̴̢͚̟͋͊͊̋̌ͅe̴̢̢̨̱͓͇͕̞̼̙̭̣̤̰̥͆̈́̃̓͑͘l̵̘͇̻͙̣͎̗͔̦̤͇̖͍̳̯̈́͗̾̈́̋̑͋̈̎̌̂̒̾̾̚͠p̶̡̬͕̗̭͖̞̙̹̜̞̠̔r̶̢̨̙̥̤͇̦̜̾̚o̸̧̮̞̥̤̟͊̉͊͋̏̓́̈́̀̃̋̉̀j̴̧̧̢̛̦̮͙̳͕̤̖͓̜̘̃̐̈́̌̿̏̈́̕͝e̴͍̙͎͂̏̓̕ç̵̨̭͍̰͍̻̫̬͔̼͈͚̻̗̟͓̋͑̄͒̀̒͊̅̑̚t̴̻͔̤̟̖͙͎̹͕͉̭̅̾̔̔ The road to Valhalla continues... Let's hear a good story! Wind stills and the Raven cries: "Synin, what do you see?" I see your Black wing cleaves the northern gale, Frost-bit shores and splintered sails Our Longships grind on foreign sand With Iron faith in mortal hands. “Be my eyes, Synin.” Judge the coward, mark the brave Show the truth before the blade. Synin flýgr, yfir sverð ok sár Hrafn Odins, blóð ok bein" Drengr gengr, aldri einn (Drengr gengr, aldri einn) Church-bells choke on smoke and ash, the truth revealed beneath the axe Kings fall down, and gods are with us, the old raven guides our path “Fly on, Synin.” "don't fear death". Óðinn er með oss Dauða óttumst vér eigi Blóð rennr, Valhöll kallar Örlög bíða vér Drengr gengr, aldri einn (Drengr gengr, aldri einn) Raven, guide me through the storm Synin, leið mér Óðinn er með oss They envy fire they never bore, They want our songs, but not our war They wear our runes, they speak our names, But never paid the price of graves They crave the feast, not frozen ground, Not starving nights where oaths are bound They want the myth, not widow’s cries, Not blood beneath the northern skies Synin sees what cowards miss: Freedom wounds before it lifts A soft world begs to be preserved, Just carve the world that you deserve “If your hell is real, I’m glad you’ll get to see it, and If your hell is indeed real, I’ll meet it straight on." Synin flýgr yfir sverð ok sár Hrafn Óðins — blóð ok bein Drengr gengr, aldri einn (Drengr gengr, aldri einn) “My road ends here, The Valkyries approach.”.... “Can you see them, Synin?" ⠀⢠⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⢸⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠸⣿⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⢣⠈⠻⣿⣷⣦⣤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⣄⠀ ⢸⣶⣄⡀⠉⡝⣽⣿⣾⣦⣤⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⣠⣧⠀ ⢰⠙⢿⣿⣷⣶⣏⣙⡛⠿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣀⣀⣰⣆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⣿⢏⡆ ⠈⢷⣤⡈⠙⠻⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣦⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣤⣾⣾⣤⣴⣶⣿⠿⢋⡾⠀ ⠀⠀⠻⣿⣷⣦⣤⣤⣈⣩⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⣦⡷⠁⠀ ⠀⠀⠙⢦⣍⣉⡛⠻⠿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⠵⠂⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠛⠻⠿⠿⠿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠋⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠼⡿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠿⠿⠿⠿⠟⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣷⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠋⠀⠈⠙⠻⣦⣿⣇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⣷⣿⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠿⣆⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⢹⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠙⠲⢄⠀⠉⣳⠦⢤⡠⣤⠀ ⠈⠀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡝⣹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆⠀⢬⡛⡇⠇⠀⠸⠆⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠟⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠋⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⢿⣿⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
