Gewind

Norþanwind, Wind of North.
Súþanwind, Wind of South.
Westanwind, Wind of West.
Eástanwind, Wind of East.

She had always loved the winds.
When they brushed the tall grass of the plains.
When they pressed against her haste with freezing rain.
When they clouded her vision by blowing snow.
When they pulled her fast in tow.
When they hummed, silent.
When they roared, violent.


The foal was born midst Alwalda Windhreóse, Almighty Storm of The Winds. It proved itself worthy of the weather when years passed, exceeding the other stallions in speed.

Gewind, they named him and after he was pointed to her she went to the stables. In a silent sign of trust she burnt his mark on her skin.