**2/3/15- A Metro North train collided with a Mercedes SUV driven by a woman who was stopped on the tracks. She and 5 men on the train met their fiery deaths 20 miles north of New York City, a tragedy which unfolded like a tragic Norse myth in a place called… Valhalla. It made headlines for two days, then got buried by other news.
----------------------------------------------------------- That fateful February 3rd seven hundred souls were lured aboard 3,000 tons of steel, with triple track beneath its wheel. Expecting naught but status quo, they headed North through bitter snow, past two Ravens in a tree whose names mean Thought and Memory. Their beady eyes reflect the glint as steel meets steel, like fiery flint. Across the track, Germanic beast, stopped while crossing west to east... one Valkyrie sings in Valhalla selects the Dead in Valhalla, Collects the Dead for Odin's Hall, five men were dead by Evenfall. She sang to them a fiery blast, this journey North would be their last. In terror the survivors fled O'er snowbanks stained with black and red, through billowing smoke and arctic cold, their tale already being told. The Ravens sat and watched them flee no strangers, they, to misery, theEinherjar all fought and bled, and Valkyries chose among those Dead. One Valkyrie sings in Valhalla, for her beast, slain in Valhalla. For two days strangers mourned and cried for those who lived and those who died, but three days hence they all forgot, and newer stories sold and bought. The Ravens flexed their mighty wings while mortals thought of other things, back to the Great Hall, Ravens flew telling Odin all they knew. No swan disguise for the Viking Maid, her indiscretion's price she's paid. Her swan-song caused this steely clash, the fireball and the fatal crash, She burned with them in Valhalla. She'll serve no more in Valhalla.
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