The raven slept in a rock rift. On a cold winter’s night. There are many things that can hurt him. Everything is frozen outside. – Jón Thoroddsen (The Raven’s Song, Krummavisur) I love all birds, but ravens are really special to me. All across the world, these corvids hold significance in a variety of…
A huge god stands atop a jagged peak, his eyes fixed on his target. A giant looms in the mist below. With one hand, he swings his hammer, which glints like lightning in the darkness. The weapon connects, and the giant falls. The ground quakes and the obsidian valley splinters to forever shape the landscape.…
Valkyrie, Freyja, and women of the Viking era A well-behaved woman rarely makes history. Laurel Thatcher Ulrich **Trigger warning for blood, gore, descriptions of war and bloodshed** Freyja’s Chosen The Norse goddess Freyja chooses her slain We wind and wind the web of spears, there where the banners of bold men go forth; we must…
Cattle die. Kinsman die. The self must also die. I know one thing that never dies. The reputation of a dead man. Havamal Stanza 77 Fate, life-changing decisions, and treating all with dignity Recently I had the pleasure of penning an article for my favorite guiding company, Midgard Adventure about my favorite destination there, Thor’s…