Methysos

Andvaranaut


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Andvari, dwarf of the north, lived under a waterfall
In the rivers of the elves, he found a ring, that could bring him gold
Loki came forth, with a net from Ran, he tricked the dwarf

A curse unleashed upon them all, misfortune and peril on the stolen gold
Fafnir son of the king, killed Hreidmar, a fearsome dragon he had become
Guarding the ring, with fire in his eyes, The woes of those who ceased their lives

As olde as the stones, Andvaranaut, has perished into the unknown


Writer/s: Methysos