Beowulf and the Banshee

Passing only two years, found are the hero and his earned son.Peaceful were the Geats, butfound again a foe.  An unnatural invader ina peaceful land.  A disturbance in the peace.  A call to arms for a prince and kingA call not to be unanswered  A she-beast of manytales, feared by all mortal and im. She who`s scream pierces all`s soul.Should her gaze meet yours may death find you alive Fear held neither the king or prince, asthey greeted the she-beast.her ghostly blue robe and rotten, peeling skin. fierce was the battle,fought with courage and patience.impatient Wiglaf`s memory knows not of the she-beast`s cursed gaze and meets it. His son, no more with a soul,and he, without a sword, Beowulf tears out her throat , to speak no moreand filled her eyes with it,to see no more. A soul no more with Wiglaf lay,so with the power gained from victory,  a father trades his soul with son.  A king is born, while hero dies.bonded forever, as one.

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