In ancient times ’till now, myths and legends are preserved and studied all over the world. They can give us a perspective of the past, or through myths and legends we can take the feedback of past mistakes. Different mythologies and legends are also always the same in their core – divinity and mortality, but with the grain of salt that all power comes with levels of difficulty, moral and understanding.
But myths and legends can show us that all gods and mortals, given power, does not mean equal to wisdom – that is reserved for those that study their variations.
The greatness of the gods, nature, and the Nine Kingdoms, as well as the established order, could not prevent the coming of quarrels and even wars. City against city, neighbor against neighbor, brother against brother, family broken, fathers against sons, mothers against daughters. That was it, the End of the World was coming.
The sand became iron, the rivers red. Three years of chaos, the first winter bitter to the eyes to tears, the second cheeks to blood; the third swallowed everything. Summer was engulfed in eternal winter. Snow called Fimbulvet, clouds, storms, ice.
They returned to the offended Gunlod. She was not stupid, she sensed the truth. From the adventure of Odin transformed as Bolverk, nine months later she gave birth to a son named Bragi. When the boy grew up, she sent him to her father Odin. He was enchanting with his words, as sweet-spoken as sweet mead – proof of its creation with the help of mead.
Kvasir was the god of poetry. Yes, even among wars, among adventures, there was room for poetry. The birth of Kvasir is no less miraculous than he himself. However, for the clever deity, who understood the plan of the insidious Loki with the fishing net, it is fitting for him to have an unusual story about his birth.
After the Aesir found out that the giant Tok, who did not mourn Balder and thus remained in the Underworld, was in fact Loki, he himself inflicted the last insult. At a big party he attended, because he was Odin’s blood brother after all, a big feast was there. The beer was poured, masterfully prepared and served dishes, and all by two servants Eldir and Fimafeng. Loki didn’t like it at all and just killed Fimafeng.
Frigg was the patroness of women in labor. She helped women in childbirth, taught women in labor to lie on a bed of yellow grass, whose pungent odor drove away fleas. Frigg guided them with her voice when they gave birth, with the soothing exhortations of motherly love. She became a patron and goddess of love. Freya was of romantic passionate love, while Frigg was of devoted motherly caress. She also tenderly loved her sons Hoder and Balder, and raised them in the palace of Fensalir. She adored them. But her sons were odd in their own ways, like day and night.
The god Heimdall, also called the White God, is the son of the Allfather Odin and nine mothers who were giant sisters as inseparable as the waves of the sea. He was also called Hallinskídi and Gullintanni, his teeth were made of gold, his horse’s name was Gold-top. How exactly the god Heimdall was born is a mystery.
After the great war between the Aesir and the Vanir, the wall around Asgard was destroyed by the clash of the gods. No one took on the difficult task of rebuilding the wall until the builder arrived. This mysterious figure rode alone on a magnificent stallion, and when he reached the Bifrost Bridge, Heimdall, the guardian of the bridge, asked him what he was looking for and what is he doing here.
Loki, the god of tricks, mischief and cunning. It is no coincidence that he is known in this way, his reputation haunted him everywhere, but deservedly so. Like when he jokingly decided to disfigure the head of Thor’s wife, Sif. Thor’s wife was beautiful, with long blond hair in golden curls. But Loki, bored, decided to climb into her bedroom while she slept one night and cut her golden hair. At that time, only slaves were short haired, and yet it was Sif – a goddess. In the morning, when Sif realized that someone had mocked her so cruelly, Thor immediately thought of only one that could afford to do such a thing.
One day Thor realized that Mölnir was gone. The great hammer Mölnir, which was a gift to him because of the dexterity of Loki and the dwarf Brock. With Mölnir Thor defended Asgard, and most of his strength was in the hammer, and without him he was weak and vulnerable. He searched everywhere and noticed a note in his room from the giant Thrym, who stole the ransom hammer.
Njord, originally from the Vanir, had two children: his son, the god Frey, and his daughter, the goddess Freya, also Vanir. When Njord was sent to the Aesir as a hostage after the great war between the Aesir and the Vanir, the god Frey and the goddess Freya followed him to Asgard. But Frey also felt good in Asgard – the gods treated him well. Frey was a cheerful god of sunlight, fertility, and the summer breeze. Everyone loved Frey except the ice giants, whom he himself could not stand – sun and ice – were not first friends.
What can you find here?
In this blog you can find mythology, legends, stories and culture from all around the world.
The main line is your interest in how your imagination will take you on a journey throughout that does interest you in the story department – from fictional to fact-based.
What is the purpose of the website?
The main purpose here is… reading and Imagination (with a capital letter).
My belief is that Reasoning and Imagination are the perfect spectre of harmony if used correctly for a human being that wants to excel in whatever category in Life. And books, factional or fictional, can give that richness.
You can also see the ‘About Page‘ for more details about the inspiration of this project.
What can you expect in the future?
There are a lot of ideas that comes to mind which direction to take.
For now, it will be in the eight main categories, and one of them is for this Blog’s author personal writings in Stories and Poems.