Book of Woden

Gunhildr walked along the stream/

The clear water rippled/

Dancing over the stones, smooth as eggs/

She picked one up and placed it into her pocket/

She met an old beggar on the street who asked her for a bite to eat/

Having naught else, she offered him the stone/

He lifted his broad rimmed hat in thanks/

And cracked the stone into his open mouth/

Drinking the golden yolk/

Gunhildr looked on in surprise and gave a quick prayer/

The old man smiled/

"I thank you for your help, for even though you thought your assistance useless you offered it notwithstanding"

And with a resounding crack of thunder, the old man vanished