A powerful monster,living down in the darkness, growled in pain...recalling The Almighty making the earth, shaping these beautiful plains marked off by oceans then proudly setting the sun and moon to glow across the land and light it; The corners of the earth were made lovely with trees and leaves, made quick with life.
...They quietly ended their voyage. Jumping to the ground, the Geats pushed their boat to the sand and tied it in place, mail shirts and armor rattling as they swiftly moored their ship. And then they gave thanks to God for their easy crossing
Thank you God for our easy crossing!
And then the 12 bravest Geats rode their horses around the tower, telling their sorrow, telling stories of their dead king and his greatness, his glory, praising him for heroic deeds, for a life as noble as his name.