Rough Games for Rough Men
“Running, Gisli took the ball and pitched it between Thorgrim’s shoulder-blades. The blow pushed him flat on his face.” […]
“Running, Gisli took the ball and pitched it between Thorgrim’s shoulder-blades. The blow pushed him flat on his face.” […]
“If you put your naked foot upon the ground, death is upon you; if you sit upon marble without taking care, death is upon you; if you drink unmixed water, or merely smell dirty water with your nostrils, death is upon you.” […]
“In his hall Frothi, lying regally on a couch upholstered in cloth and gold, was challenged to combat by one Hunding.” […]
“Inside this tent was the maiden who surpassed in beauty the lily – clad only in her shift. Her body was well formed and handsome. Her side was uncovered, as well as her face, neck and breast.” […]
“I knok this ragg upon this stane / To raise the wind, in the DIVELLIS name / It shall not lie until I please again!” […]
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