The more I study Norse Mythology, the more fascinated I become. More than realizing how Odin could blind, deafen, paralyze or strike armies belonging to the enemy with terror and panic -- I am amused by the Berserks who put themselves in trance to fight in a maddened and naked state.
(To see the source of today's borrowed photo, merely click on it).
Then there's the tales of Valhalla, where all slain warriors who've been killed by sword-blade go. While there -- in that heavenly-sort of warrior's place -- the souls rise from sleep each morning to fight in full body armor. Those who get killed in battle merely rise once again by dinner time to eat, drink and be jolly with their so-called killers and fighting mates -- Valhalla's inhabitants, all.
A new page in my life ...
4 years ago