Hello there, good anons. Today, I'll be impelled upon reading most of the day. If you'd like a reading, fire away with the following information, please:
>A specific query for which you'd like me to read
>Your gender, and any others of relevancy
My time and energy will be split today, but I'll give first priority to this place.
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Frey, son of Njorth, had one day sat himself in Hlithskjalf, and looked about the whole world. He looked into Jotunheim, and he saw there a fair maiden, while she went from her father's hall to the bower. Therefrom he got a great love sickness. Skirnir was called Frey's servant. Njorth bade him ask Frey for speech. Then said Skadi:
“Rise, now at once, good Skirnir;
and go to my son to make clear
by words from this wise one to learn
for whom his heart so wrathfully burns.”
Skirnir said:
“Ill words from your son would I find
if I sought from him the truth of his mind
by words from this wise one to learn
for whom his heart so wrathfully burns.”
Skirnir said:
“Oh prince of gods, please tell me true,
for fain would I know why it is you
sit in this hall and on this throne
and spend all your days completely alone.”
Frey said:
“How, then, should I seek to explain
to such a youth of my puissant pain?
Though the elfwheel upon all things shine,
it casts no light on this longing of mine.”
Skirnir said:
“Your longings I doubt so grievous to be
that you may not share your burden with me,
for youthful together were we in old days,
and trust between us ne'er faded away“
Frey said:
“From Gymir's court fare did I see
the fairest of maidens, most dear to me,
with arms so resplendent they seemed alight,
and thence, it seems. are sky and sea bright.
Dearer to me is this maiden sweet
than to youths in old days any maids they did meet.
But gods and elves would never agree
that she and I together should be.”