Ymir's Children

In the collection of Mead Hall Poems and Skaldic teachings known as the Edda's it is said that the Primordial Giant and Father of the Jotnar Ymir was slain by Odin alongside his brothers Vili and Ve, from the body of this great giant they crafted Midgard, his flesh becoming the earth, his blood the oceans, his bones the hills, his skull the very sky above and his hair the trees.

The same trees that would eventually be used to form Ask and Embla, as a result by the Lore of the Edda's Humans are made of the back hair of Ymir!

Man is made from the flesh of THE GIANT and we are therefore in flesh Jotuns, Hello Fellow Jotun how fare'th thee this Yule?

Ymir by Johan Egerkrans 2022

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Arctic Fox, Companion of Paleo Man

What if I told you Our Ancestors Domesticated Foxes?

Foxes have always found themselves alongside Mankind, even tens of thousands of years ago in the Upper Paleolithic the Arctic Fox found itself near our ancestors settlements. Hunted and then welcomed in as an animal of value both sacral and functional.

The Arctic Fox and Red Fox were both sought after for fur, meat and even their teeth for use as ornamentation. They even doubled as pest control. Memories of this are found across Europe.

In reality Foxes are just as easy to domesticate as Wolves, even if it does not seem that way with a ready made Rover on hand.

The Arctic Fox was so integral to our ancestors that some were even buried beneath the Hearth as we have done for beloved family members until this last century. (Byki 1)

Foxes became increasingly used to these talented kindly humans until they began to change before our eyes. After tens of thousands of years the Fox domesticated by our ancestors looks nothing like it did back then. It is smaller or bigger, with curlier fur and floppy ears. While its fellow Arctic Foxes headed North and the Red Fox remained in the Old Forests of Hyperborea.

Foxes were domesticated the same as wolves, with one focusing on larger hunting while the other remained home being used as we do many domesticated animals such as cats and rabbits.

This past was forgotten and The Dog all became former wolves regardless of size, shape or that dog you saw that looked exactly like a fox.

So is it true? I wonder.... but given we semi-domesticated Leopards, Hyenas, Ostriches and Zebras as well as the tame nature of Arctic Foxes I'd say Yes. -TLK

Arctic Ghost by Paul Nicklen

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A Winter Evening by Albert Bredow

"I'm dreaming of a White Christmas
Just Like the Ones I Used to Know
Where the Tree Tops Glisten and Children Listen
to hear sleigh bells in the snow"-Bing Crosby, I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas

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Luces Lejanas Live

THIS SATURDAY. Live at Mazmorra Arcana: Liber I. Our resident Bard Alex -The Mad Spaniard- Vogel's live debut -not a full line-up though, but live after all- amongst amazing musicians of the Dungeon Synth scene. The fest starts at 7 PM Central European Time or 1 PM Eastern Standard Time, Alex will be going fourth in line. All info on their page, so don't miss it!

You don't want to miss the latest performance from this rising star in the Spanish Black Metal/Dungeon Synth Scene as Luces Lejanas which placed 4th this year in Stereogums Best Metal Albums of 2022

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Winter:
Winter is Not Your Enemy, she is among the greatest of your allies. She strengthens you. She hardens you. She emboldens the flame in your heart.
Do not fear her, let her embrace you but take care not to let her consume you.

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Winter Gods

When snow falls the children cannot help but take part in the most ancient of games-

Whether snowman, snowfort, snowball or sled-

Whether skating, skiing or dances for the dead-

These games we play since memory began are gifts of the Winter Gods for us from them.
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In our Lore these winter games are accredited to various Winter Gods, including but not limited to Ullr, King Snow, Frau Holda, Beira and especially Jack Frost.-I.M.Knosp

-Snowball Fight by John Morgan-
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A Lesson From Othin

Someone is impersonating our friend at Aethelwulf Art which is infuriating!.. but also a chance for a lesson, so here we go!
As you can tell by the pictures this is NOT him but an impersonator who like most are not very good at their chosen craft. So what is the lesson we can take away from this apart from a general warning to the community?

Our Gods demand only the best!
Well first of all whatever you do, do it well, put in the effort to really succeed, to be GREAT! Even should you fall short of the ultimate goal you will have put in the effort required and that is what our Gods demand of each and every one of us at all times in everything we do. -so no pressure- That very same effort, that genuine pursuit of greatness is what will make you be remembered; success or failure is completely beside the point.

So where did this impersonator foreign to our people and our nature fail?
First there was an over reliance on the naïve and hopeful nature of our people failing to do any research into the one being imitated in the vain hopes of profit.
Whoever this wanna be imposter is couldn't even be bothered to study their subject -an issue which is prominent in many fields-

Secondly they messaged someone who knew the one they were impersonating on a personal level -an extremely rookie move-

Thirdly the way they approached and tried to go about the scam was blatant and showed why paying attention to the above two points is imperative should you decide to be a follower of Othin, The Beggar King picking up his predilection for cons and thievery.

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Whatever you do whether law abiding or law subsiding remember something very important:

Our Gods are not gentle nor forgiving of failure.

Picture: Celtic God Messing with and exposing the Scam Artist

Sincerely,
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Find someone to spend Wintersleep with who looks at you like this

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"It was the Yuletide, that men call Christmas though they know in their hearts it is older than Bethlehem and Babylon, older than Memphis and mankind"-H.P.Lovecraft

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The Legend of Santa Claus

"Born in the Yuletide in times long past some say he is a spirit, others a forest god, some say he is a man of flesh and blood just as you or I. He is all of these and more. Many of us grew up hearing the stories of a Jolly Old Elf riding across the sky and flying down the chimney delivering gifts from his endless sack of toys, children filled with Christmas glee would leave cookies and milk, tobacco and carrots all for this Christmas gift giver. Yet his story is much much more told bit by bit over the centuries his myth as rich as any other.

In the genesis of his tale he walked door to door across the snowy landscape, stars in the sky, breath frozen in the raging blizzards. A Yule Log or tree strapped to his back and an ax hanging from his side. He was alone. A Yuletide traveler stopping place to place with gifts, for he was a toy-maker adorned in rich furs and smelling of pipe tobacco. Some children greeted him with joyful smiles others with cries of terror as they would be spirited away never to see their families again while they toiled among his Elves. Other times he held the reins of a horse or stag much like other ghosts of the Parade of Spirits. He was on foot or on hoof and following him were the winds of winter, frost and snow freezing the cobblestone paths and windows he passed. His abode like others of German and American myth was a great castle, it appeared out of no....".-Excerpt from The Origins of Santa Claus by I.M Knosp

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Battle Santa by R. Marella

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How Old is The Snowman?

When or Why did we first make him?

A mirror of ourselves made of downy snow? An instinctive action, an instinctive veneration; for Good Old Mr. Snowman.

Long before the coming of the Church, Snowmen were built in the dawn and dusk of Winter with children's songs of innocent glee.

They sang when he was made, they sang when he was dressed but most of all they sang when he banished away disease and weary days.

The Church did their best to snuff him out, this Frosty Man, This Jolly Happy Soul, with his smoking pipe, button nose and his eyes made out of deep black coal. They set bonfires to melt their competition, they smashed him prematurely.

Despite their best efforts it is of no consequence for he'll be back again some day. He'll play with the children rough as wild cubs, then when fell apart before his pure snow may be blemished, freed to fall again as Winter's restful blanket.

They'll never win, for the Snowman is old, older than we know. From the Front Yards of Midwestern Children, To being thanked for ridding families of the black plague with a circle dance and a grim and joyous "Ring Around The Rosy", to the cold cold Winters of the Long Long Ago. On and on eternally he is so comfortable, so bright, so merry.

So the real question?

Do You Want to Build a Snowman?-TLK

Children dance around a snowman, December 10th 1937, Austria

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Lovers in a Sleigh by Alfred von Wierusz-Kowalski

"Giddy-yap giddy-yap giddy-yap it's grand
Just holding your hand
We're gliding along with the song
Of a wintry fairy land

Our cheeks are nice and rosy
And comfy cozy are we
We're snuggled up together like two
Birds of a feather would be

Let's take the road before us
And sing a chorus or two
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you

There's a birthday party at the home of Farmer Gray
It'll be the perfect ending of a perfect day
We'll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop
At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop
Pop! Pop! Pop!"-Sleigh Ride

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Name: Fortress of King Frost (Niflheim)

Riddle, Riddle, Blithe and Buddle the answer to thy Bane of Riddle Weaver is below:

-Niflheim the Land of Mist-

Niflheim is the answer to our Riddles, yet to all of us have been deceived, for this land was called a place of pain and despair.
No! It is The Birthplace of Life Primordial! The First Birth! The forgotten place where the first wailing cry of birth still echoes across the realms with all of the glee and pain of life.

Cradle of Ymir, The Firstborn. Where beside him his Sister Audhumbla -The Great Auroch- licked out Búri Grand Father of the Clan Aesir. Birthplace of both God and Giant alike where life sprang forth in all of it's glory! Where the roots of The Great Tree Yggdrasil nestles in its fertile soil.

The very roots where Nidhogg makes her home within the well of Hvergelmir whence all waters spring where The Great Serpent gnaws the roots of the great tree while consuming those who lack in the greatness of the people. The domain The Great Norns of the Nornir patch this incidental rending with the clay from the well of Urd.

There is so much more to Niflheim than meets the eye!

Written in association with Hyperborean Radio and Neale Rundgren, You can find this image for use on the Hyperborean Radio Patreon.

Time: 5-7 Hours Theme: Norse Paganism

Sincerely,
Æthelwulf

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Above the Timberline by Greg Manchess

It had been a long Journey for Kris Kringle; Adventurer Extraordinaire, with his Pack Polar Bears and his owl as guide. He had climbed the Mountains of the Hyperborean Boundary lands coming close to his goal, the land known only as "The North Pole". What wonders await him? Only time will tell...

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The Shortening Winter's Day by David Farquarson

Rejoice! For the Winter Solstice is upon us!*

*(According to the Regimented Gregorian Calendar)

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Krismas:
It was the Yuletide, that men call Christmas though they know in their hearts it is older than Bethlehem and Babylon, older than Memphis and mankind.
And with that Merry Krismas! Today we celebrate our Lord and Savior Kris Kringle.

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Winter Solstice by Hermann Vogel 1905

Dear Winter,

Thank You for all your gifts. For the long night with its stars and moon that shine their soft subtle glow.

For the downy blanket you spread across the land, allowing rest and peace to our tender Wintersleep.

For the time with Kin that we treasure so. For the aid in hunts to keep our bellies full.

For your watchful hand that blocks out pestilence and plague. For the Songs we sing and games we play.

For all these gifts and more Dear Winter we thank you so. And while many may not see the myriad of gifts you give to us free.

Our gratitude does not waver, for your chill sparkling splendor.

Happy Winter Solstice and May Winter be all that you need.

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Hunter's Moon

Have you heard of the Hunter's Moon?

Not that new age nonsense, but the actual Hunter's Moon. The one looked forward to and treasured by Rural Huntsman since the Long Long Ago.

The Hunter's Moon is not a Scheduled Moon, it's not even necessarily a Full Moon. The Hunter's Moon is a Hunter's Moon because it is so bright it lights up the night.

Thus when combined with Winter's Glittering Snow the Hunter's Moon crafts a day nocturne. In the Den of Winter tracking is easy in the snow while daylight leads to Snow Blindness, it is in this time the Moonlit Hunt becomes a treasured event.

The Hunter, the Woodsman, the Parent with mouths to feed, the Hermit, stomachs growling for their next meal all go out into the light of the Hunter's Moon. Whether by snowshoe or pick up truck, alone or in a party this Hunt is something special.

The antler of the Stag glitters in the night, hoofprints following like sunken memories and should they escape your keen eyes one can always follow the Blood Upon the Snow.

So the real question... Have you enjoyed the Moonlit Hunt?

-I.M.Knosp

Picture: An actual Hunter's Moon reflected off of the snow

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