Of Witchcraft and Darkness by MabusTheDark, literature
Of Witchcraft and Darkness
Of Witchcraft and Darkness
That hateful witch, mother of Seiðr,
Spread her filth across Miðgarðr, her name was Heiðr.
She took our strength, and also our light
Our örlög she knew, her power quite a fright.
Her vile ways brought us the vices Nine,
Each full of hatred, opposing virtues Divine.
Murder came first, then Perjury followed,
Adultery came next, our pure love it swallowed.
Sacrilege so dark, our hearts turned cold as ice,
And Greed so destructive, a truly terrible vice.
Thievery brought terror, and destroyed much trust,
A sword became necessary, to defend with its thrust.
She spread dire Treason,
Thyra's Diary - Nov 7th, 1012AD by thyra995, literature
Thyra's Diary - Nov 7th, 1012AD
Winter has arrived in full. Today, I awake with a tiny ray of sunlight streaming through the smoke hole in the roof. The thin, white whisps from the fireplace makes the light dance like elves, sprinkling glittery dust in all directions.
I pull on my light, linen underdress and boots and walk outside. The pristine beauty of fresh snow meets my eyes, stinging in the bright sunlight. Everywhere the ground is covered by a thick blanket of sparkling fluff. The grains creak under my feet as I walk across the yard to the latrine.
Thorstein is early at the wood block as usual, splitting today's store of firewood. A great gust of frosty mist flows f
Loki had settled very happily into his new home at Stormbright Hall. He now had a generous run of rooms beside Sigyns, an easy walk from the larders and the ale cellar. He had also found an excellent lolling place on the roof of the stable-block where he could watch the industry of others. He was reclining there now with his lap filled with a platter of spice cakes.
There was plenty happening below to pour honey sauce on the delights of idleness. Thor was readying his wain for a long journey in the Outlands. The hallfolk were running to and fro with supplies and equipment: hay for the goats, ale, cheeses and hams for the Os, spare set
In the tide after the building of Friendly Hall there was much unrest in the Outlands. The Eastern ettins had grown in number and fought over land and hunting grounds. Many of the Outland folk were forced out of the hills and wastelands by their mightier kinfolk and moved into the land of the trolls. The trolls were driven ever closer to Middle Garth. Tempers were high and wisdom lacking as fury bred violence. Thor was kept busy holding the Ettinhome's western borders and had not been seen in Godhome for many a tide. Frey and Skirnir were likewise busy on the borderlands of Elfhome.
Odin was also concerned about the safety of Godhome a
After the raising of Folkfield Hall the gardens of Godhome rang with the voices of children. While Odin's young sigwives raced and wrestled on the lawns of Fenbank a very different gathering of younglings played among the flowers of Folkfield.
For each sigwife born the Oswives bore a goddess of help, protection and healing. The first was Blyth the daughter of Freya and Meilli, the second Bjort the daughter of Beyla and Loki, the third Blythur, daughter of Gna and Ull, the fourth Frith daughter of Fulla and Forseti, the sixth Hlif daughter of Sybil and Heimdall and the seventh Hlifthrasa daughter of Hlin and Thor.
The seven frithwives were