The Tale of Sigyn

She was the beauty, so elegant in charms

Lopt could not ignore such beauty

for her hair of ruby ribbons, silky to the touch

were the smallest faction of her beauty.

Her eyes, pools so deep

they saw the universe near and far

yet she was mortal to his immortal form

he gifted her the stance of Goddess

marrying her, retiring her to his warriors bed of furs.

Years went by, her affections never faded

yet he a Norse God of tricks, lies and chaos

was easily blinded by beauty.

He travelled far to often with the All father and Thor

yet Lopt was always loyal to sweet Sigyn

till one day his gift of shape shifting was used

he became the mare that gave birth to the eight legged horse Sleipnir

gifted to the All Father as a sign of respect and honour.

Sigyn forgave Lopt for his betrayal

it was needed for the greater good

but he was once again had to travel with All Father and Thor

leaving Sigyn alone in their clan village with their sons Narfi and Vali

such innocent sons that would suffer for their fathers sins.

Lopt once again betrayed Sigyn

taking the giantess Angrboda as his mistress

she gave to him three noble children of such great power.

Fenrir the wolf so giant and strong

tricked by All Father and still trapped in those binds upon the mountain top

Jormungandr the serpent that slide into the waters deep only to catch his own tail

and Hel, half the life half death.

The trio to bring forth ragnarkok

cast apart by the fear of the Aesir God, led by the All Father.

Lopt was unable to stop them, unable to protect his children

the Aesir turned against him

taking the guts of Narfi and Vali binding them to Lopt

tying him to the rock, while the venomous snake rested above him

dripping venom on to his beautiful face

Sigyn did not betray her love to Lopt

tirelessly she stood, arms out stretched with aching hands clasping the bowl

gathering the venom drop till the bowl was filled

every time she removed the bowl the venom would drip on to Lopts face

causing him to writhe in pain, his echoing screams unheard by the Aesir

yet it haunted Sigyn to her very core.

Finally free they returned to their village home

but Sigyn was never the same, she was still beautiful but broken deep inside

her sons were lost to her, she failed as a mother.

And he, Lopt, could do nothing to calm her aching arms

she had remained with him for days, weeks, months

and still the final insult was yet to come

For so long had past from that time

yet here Sigyn now was

as she sat within the flames of chaos

as they kissed her skin, like Lopt had once done.

Lopt never knew what she had planned from that night of his spiteful announcement

not until it was too late

Sigyn had protected him through thick and thin

without question or doubt of affection

yet his betrayal cut too deeply now.

For Sigyn was once the wife of Lopt

so loyal and devoted, but then to be shunned

becoming nothing more than scenery in his bed chamber

it was too much for her heart to bare.

So to the barn Sigyn fled that night after hearing the news she was second best

no one would know till it was too late, as the flame grew tall embracing her in amber glow

she did not feel its heat, she did not care she was no immortal like Lopt

she knew now it was too late, as the flames kissed her milky flesh.

Poor Sigyn

no one ever knew the true cost she had paid

from the betrayal of Lopt

she could accept his need to love, she could accept his mistresses

she could even moan his children's curse and punishment

for she moaned their two sons all the same

but to become second best through all she had endured was bitter cruelty of Lopt.

She did not die in the burning barn

her body was burnt and blistered

her beauty hidden from view by the kisses of the flames

Lopt had seen the flames, like many of the village

they came to free the animals, only to see the animals already free

in fear they called out, but Lopt already knew

the flames would not harm him as he walked into the barn

gathering the body of his wife, begging her forgiveness

begging her to stay with him, yet she was mortal and all mortals die.

His tears feel upon her blistered face, as he begged her to stay

yet she could not hear him, she had gone to far away.