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Symetrik:
I read your verse once before but didn’t take notes. Now that I’m revisiting it and taking notes as I go, this feedback might come across a little scattered—so bear with me.

Starting with the coffee in Styrofoam cups: initially, I was hung up on this. I don’t drink much coffee—caffeine’s not really my thing—and the image seemed odd at first. Does anyone actually drink coffee out of Styrofoam, hot or iced? But never mind, it just took me a second to visualize it. Styrofoam cups are the norm at offices and worksites. Smh, I'm an idiot.

Onward—"skald," "seers," "seeking swords and spears." The alliteration here is phenomenal, creating a rhythm that pulls the reader in. I’m really enjoying how you weave ancient imagery with modern undertones, layering the verse with duality. For example, “a white dude feeling guilty about things I couldn’t undo” injects a contemporary sociopolitical lens. However, its inclusion is a little ambiguous—maybe it’s purely a nod to the character's checkered past without deeper commentary, or maybe there’s a larger subtext here. Either way, I’d appreciate a bit more clarity on how this ties into the broader narrative.

"It cracked an already fragile foundation"—this line lands well, both as a direct reference to the picture and a thematic pivot. The mechanics throughout are tightly laced, with clever rhymes and tongue-twisting assonance. The phrase “needle down” stood out to me. Whether intentional or not, I interpreted the needle as a metaphorical sword—a sharp, pointed catalyst in the story.

The integration of Icelandic/Nordic history, particularly through the grandfather's proverb, adds depth and context. It enriches the narrative and seamlessly ties into the Viking-inspired undertones. The imagery overall is vivid and atmospheric, mirroring an ancient Viking environment reimagined in modern times.

The descriptions—“car parked under a solitary light’s glow,” “two dudes on the corner hoping it might snow”—are striking. That said, I’m curious: who actually wants it to snow? Maybe they’re snowboarders, or it’s Christmas Eve? Either way, it’s a quirky detail that works. The thunder rumbling and eyes glued to the glovebox build tension beautifully, foreshadowing what’s to come.

The raven is another brilliant touch—a harbinger of fate and a messenger of the All-Father. Its movements on the car—tapping, shifting—were so well done they might be my favorite part of the verse. It’s eerie, symbolic, and evocative.

The line “a mere mortal treading on the realm of the dead” is powerful, evoking Valhalla or Hel. The ending, where death takes center stage, felt earned and fitting. While many topicals end in death for dramatic flair (and it can often feel predictable), here it works seamlessly because the groundwork was laid throughout the piece. The narrative of a character tethering between life and death made it satisfying and climactic.

Overall, this was a stellar piece.

Brokenhalo:
Right off the bat, I wasn’t a fan of the “denim” line. It felt out of sync with the atmosphere you created, which leaned more ancient and mythological than modern. That said, I’m nitpicking because the next three lines quickly drew me back in. The wordplay surrounding the character’s medical condition and the tree related theme was masterfully executed.

I wasn’t familiar with a “rhodochrosite rose” and had to look it up. Even then, I struggled to connect how it could “make him whole.” If it’s a reference to a story or adage I’m unfamiliar with, I’d appreciate more context. That aside, the language throughout was richly poetic and descriptive, conjuring a classical quest narrative.

The protagonist’s journey to seek mythical power that promises normality felt vibrant and epic. Your portrayal of the tree—with its "tendril(s)" suggesting sentience—was haunting and imaginative. It didn’t just feel alive; it felt conscious and aware, as though it had its own ancient, otherworldly purpose.

Up until the line “he knew he would have to go,” everything felt tightly constructed. However, the word “go” felt like a placeholder, almost incomplete. It stood out against the otherwise eloquent language.

I loved the use of the word “bough”—it was effective in implying that the protagonist wasn’t the first seeker and wouldn’t be the last. It hinted at a cycle of entrapment, where those who sought the tree became part of it (like branches). The ending twist, while striking, felt abrupt. The tree’s actions raised more questions than answers, leaving me wishing for more insight into its motivations or purpose.

Was becoming part of the tree really a better fate than living with deformity? That ambiguity lingers—and while it’s thought-provoking, it also felt unresolved.
Side note, I appreciated the strategy behind naming the character Eric. It was a clever way of playing mind games with your opponent—introducing a meta battle within the battle. A fun, layered tactic.

Your language and imagery deserve high praise. The writing was vivid without being overbearing, leaving just enough space for the reader’s imagination. The name Eric, though modern, and perhaps, geographically inaccurate, worked to create an interesting dissonance, adding to the mental chess match between you and Symetrik.

Vote:
This was an incredibly close battle, and choosing between the two was tough. Both of you excelled at world-building, technical execution, and delivering compelling imagery.

I appreciated Brokenhalo’s classical quest vibe and poetic language, but the lack of a clear metaplot or resolution felt like a missed opportunity. The ending, while intriguing, left me with unanswered questions—why did the tree behave as it did? What deeper meaning tied it all together? Additionally, lines like “denim” and “go” slightly detracted from an otherwise stellar piece.

Symetrik, on the other hand, crafted a more cohesive and complete narrative. The foreshadowing, from the use of “omen” to the grandfather’s proverb, created a satisfying arc. The ending tied back to the beginning seamlessly, providing a sense of closure. Details like the raven, the tension in the glovebox scene, and the name Eric—which subtly tied into his Viking lineage—enhanced the story further.

P.S. I interpreted Symetrik’s take on the picture as a nod to Yggdrasil, the ancient Viking myth of a tree containing the nine realms, while Brokenhalo’s approach reminded me of the Tree of Life from ancient myths, and more specifically, the move The Fountain, where the explorer becomes one with the tree.

Ultimately, I’m giving Symetrik the edge, but only by the thinnest of microscopic margins. This was easily the best battle of the tournament so far—major props to both of you.