Salt and Pepper

The fishing trip of Byleif part 4/10

Byleif by himself could sink or swim his craft

Strong was he like the eagle king of the heavens

My power now reaches the top of the sky

And now to get that fishing done!

He flew and spoke with the birds themselves

Tis very useful indeed

I am now truly a wise man

To find the next island fair

Volcanic was the next island

Stay back or else we will open fire!

Byleif wailed for aid

Give me the head of the intruder!

They both knew the island would blow

In battle me and the king of hares shall meet!

The vow of Byleif necessitated a fight

Glory shall fall on me when I defeat the strong one!

Byleif fought til the rocks burst

The island blew and the fire spew

It was muchly harsh to flee

At their heels were the spewed molten rock

Who was the best? Unknown!

They were likely to lose their heads

The wood was burning as the fire spread

It was though to get ahead

Calypso the most beautiful of dryads

Perfect in all her spheres and circles

With a temper to match, so confident

Byleif saves himself for the Guard of the Rainbow Tower

His brother had sown these wild oats

A Timer to make the years pass in time

Byleif interests lay not in that direction

He only served the king that was himself

Byleif prepared for the onward journey

While the island wept for him

A map presented to keep him at the bay

So that his bodily treasure was not lost

The haul of the pirate Le B Orn

Was lost to the sea and his heirs

Left the map with his Lady dear

But he died without ship or sail

Handsomely did Byleif read the map

It seemed to be locked by magic

And so he swiftly set forth

The first island was well within his grasp

Gold can be exchanged for fish here

And wonderous salt by the barrel

Wisdom builds a forever-kingdom

Tis the plan of Byleif the Blitzer

Treading, tricking

Over the map deliberating

Byleif doodled on his chart

For to go and find the treasure

Long journey, dangerous journey

O'er the billowing seas

To find the bed of dragons

And from there build an empire

Sailing, seeing, the island with the towering head

Hurt my frick on the side of the boat

Bereaved Byleif lifted the fearing fruitful ground

The island of the watchtower was host to a secret

Digging, snuggling, Byleif ran for the gold

The same threads in the beginning

Stopped when something whoosed past, both stopped

Under the mouth of the guardian the two met

Byleif had luck for the time being

But the one before was greater was in stature

King of hares saw the Owl and mask

She is held as the queen of Bjarmaland

Went out the tunnel, Byleif's regret was great

Wished he had his Brother's trickery

He needs fish, gold, warriors for his kingdom to match

Rabbit left the depths now to further his luck

Why must Byleif be washed in water?

Why is the sea surrounded by steel?

Why cannot he get to where the fish is at?

And why is the road to glory shut?

The sea has a washing day of its own

Here begins the jotun outpost

His adventure has not yet reached its peak

Fate was written by the norns long ago