HelaSvart: Falling
Blackness was all I knew. If I stopped falling, if I tried to catch myself, I would be lost. A …
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HelaSvart: Marshmallow
“Are you sure this is going to work?” Hel said skeptically as she pushed the marshmallow onto the bamboo skewer. …
“Even in the Face of Armageddon”
“I doubt very much that Hel raised you to be so inflexible.” – the ex Compromise. It is the …
HelaSvart: Mistletoe
“I have a present for you,” Hel said with a smile. She drew me through the halls of her castle …
HelaSvart: Rest
“You probably should come to bed,” Hel whispered in my ear, arms draped over me. “It’s nearly four a.m. love.” …
Don’t Give Into the Fear
So yesterday/day before I reblogged a post about the sharia no go zones in France. Shortly thereafter, Rhyd kindly told …
The HelaSvart Stories
So The other day I was reading a set of short stories that all followed a list of chapter titles, …
The Dishonored Dead
When it comes to Heathenism, everyone is familiar with Valhalla. Odin’s legendary hall for the valiant dead, honored in battle …
I Never Meant to be a God of Law
I never meant to be a god of law. If you’d asked me, even just three years ago, I’d have …
“I Once Called You Brother…”
Honor is a tricky thing. It is, essentially, about respect. Are you respected, have you done stuff to be respected, …
Son of Hel 