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- Translated transcription: Brávellir is the name of the plain where the north meets the south, the east and the west.
On Brávellir the war of peoples takes place.
Across the plain travel thousands of warriors, gather together, part, send their war cries, swing their weapons and cover the plain.
Yet another army gathers, closes ranks and moves threateningly over the battlefield. It is the clouds; heavy dark masses, bridges for the Einherjar, the path of those dead heroes to the home of the gods.
Constantly fleeing, constantly changing they appear to lift the souls of the dead up towards the heavens to cover the space with their bloody honour.
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