A destroyer of eagle’s hunger
from my slumber I awake,
staring at eye-candy
from the valley-trout.

Loki, my father, fed me
the bait-gallows,
to “feed the eagle”
starve the PC.

I am Gunnr’s horse, a lone wolf
riding Ægir’s daughters.
My wolf’s-joints pain within
from swallowing Ædam’s-poison.

Day 13: NaPoWriMo Prompt: Kennings

List of Kennings