I was doing everything wrong. I was confused. Confusion is inevitable in battle, but indecision is unforgivable, and I had hesitated to make any decision and then made all the wrong ones.
I wanted to hit him hard now.I wanted to hit him in the dark of the night’s ending, hit him in the thunder of Thor’s providential storm, hit him under the lash of Thor’s lightning, strike him in the w...
I touched Thor's hammer, then Serpent-Breath's hilt, for death was stalking us. God help me, I thought, touching the hammer again, Thor help us all, for I did not think we could win.
I look at those parchments, which are deeds saying that Uhtred, son of Uhtred, is the lawful and sole owner of the lands that are carefully marked by stones and by dykes, by oaks and by ash, by marsh...
I ignored Waldhere and still spoke
I can unbutton your breeches and I can point you down wind, but even with the Good Lord’s help I can’t piss for you.
I am old now. So old. My sight fades, my muscles are weak, my piss dribbles, my bones ache, and I sit in the sun and fall asleep to wake tired.
I am never certain that deserters are to be trusted, Gudin said mildly. He was accompanied by a burly French sergeant who kept giving the tigers nervous glances. If a man can betray one flag, Gudin ob...
He’s discovered the value, I said, of murderous bastards like me, so perhaps he’ll learn to distrust the advice of sniveling bastards like you who told him the Danes could be defeated by prayer.
He doesn’t want to face Englishmen,’ the Lord of Douglas said, and he knew he was right. Ever since the Scottish knights
God offers his protection to sinners, Ceolnoth said unctuously. Especially to sinners, Ceolberht said. I’ll remember that, I said, when I’ve finished sinning.
Fighting fair! Whoever heard of anything so daft? Fight fair and you lose.
Fate is inexorable.
Everything ends. Summer ends. Happiness ends. Days of joy are followed by days of sorrow. Even the gods will meet their end in the last battle of Ragnarok when all the evil of the world brings chaos a...
Every man over the age of twelve was expected to fight. They might not be trained warriors like the men I now led through the rising woodland, but they could hold a spear or throw a rock or swing an a...
Empurrei a bolsa para ele e me tornei instantaneamente pobre.Ragnar a empurrou de volta sem sequer pensar, tornando-me rico de novo
Do you know who wins battles, boy?We do, Father.The side that is least drunk, he said, and then, after a pause, but it helps to be drunk.Why?Because a shield wall is an awful place. He gazed into the...
Did you become a Christian in your nunnery?' I asked her.'Of course not.' she said scornfully.'They didn't mind?''I gave them silver.''Then they didn't mind.' I said.'I don't think any Dane is a real...
Corsi verso di loro. La bimba era fra le braccia della madre, e io lascia cadere la spada, mi sfilai l'elmo e mi inginocchiai lì accanto. - Dian - sussurrai. - Amore mio.Vidi l'anima tremolare ancora...
Christianity is not a religion that offers the solace of revenge to its adherents. For that you must go to the old women who know which herbs to pluck and what charms to say under a waning moon.