IV. The Morning After

From Grendel&rsquo;s arm cut on the floor to telling us about his mother&rsquo;s existence. In the morning, as I have heard [hinting that the narrator might have heard the story from a direct eye witness], there was many a warrior around the gift-hall. Tribal chiefs came from far and wide over distant paths to behold the wonder, the tracks of the enemy. His parting from life did not seem grievous…