Free
Title: Free
Author: gwyllion
Genre: Canon era
Pairing: Athelstan/Ragnar
Rating: PG
Words: 100
Warning: None
Summary Athelstan needed to be captured to understand freedom.
Disclaimer: I did not create these characters. No disrespect intended. No profit desired, only muses.
Comments: Comments are welcome anytime, thanks so much for reading!
The urgent shouts of “shield wall” have replaced the melodious calls to prayer.
Shield raised, his fingers grasp no quill.
With his axe in place of a flogger, he destroys the enemy, instead of the sin that dwells within himself.
The scars of apostasy burn with the slice of Saxon swords.
Swift feet sink in the muddy blood. No sandal tramps a pilgrimage route.
The kinship bestowed by his beloved, unlike any Brother, means more than the bronze ring that circles his arm.
With the blood of his enemy splattered like holy water upon his face, he is finally free.
Author: gwyllion
Genre: Canon era
Pairing: Athelstan/Ragnar
Rating: PG
Words: 100
Warning: None
Summary Athelstan needed to be captured to understand freedom.
Disclaimer: I did not create these characters. No disrespect intended. No profit desired, only muses.
Comments: Comments are welcome anytime, thanks so much for reading!
The urgent shouts of “shield wall” have replaced the melodious calls to prayer.
Shield raised, his fingers grasp no quill.
With his axe in place of a flogger, he destroys the enemy, instead of the sin that dwells within himself.
The scars of apostasy burn with the slice of Saxon swords.
Swift feet sink in the muddy blood. No sandal tramps a pilgrimage route.
The kinship bestowed by his beloved, unlike any Brother, means more than the bronze ring that circles his arm.
With the blood of his enemy splattered like holy water upon his face, he is finally free.