I'm writting this story in script form about Vikings...and some of the carrictors speak Norweigian...
The 1st line goes:
When I was young,I was told the story of Yggdrasil.
At the top of its branches sat an eagle with Vedrfolnir the haw between his eyes.
Nidhogg the serpent ate at the roots.
Ratatosk tried to make the eagle and Nidhogg fight.
The 4 stags-Dain,Dvalin,Duneyr,and Durathror-ate at the branches.
The Norns kept Yggdrasil alive with the Well of Urd.
The 1st realm was Asgard,Home of the Gods.
Under Asgard was Vanaheim.
Valhalla was the Hall of the Slain.
Alfheim was the Home of the Light Elves.
Jotunheim was the World of the Giants.
Under us was Niflheim,the Land of the Dead.
The Rainbow Bifrost links Asgard with Midgard,or the World of Men.
This is the story of how i traveled to Niflheim,or as the Englishmen call it,London.