HelaSvart: Hel’s Bells
It was time. The hall was bedecked in the finest of silks, banners hanging from the ceiling between each …
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Dead Bite
The darkest parts of the night hide things. Man has always feared the dark, fearing monsters and madness, fearing …
HelaSvart: Falling
Blackness was all I knew. If I stopped falling, if I tried to catch myself, I would be lost. A …
HelaSvart: Marshmallow
“Are you sure this is going to work?” Hel said skeptically as she pushed the marshmallow onto the bamboo skewer. …
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.” …
The HelaSvart Stories
So The other day I was reading a set of short stories that all followed a list of chapter titles, …
The Changing of a Name: 9 Days For You to Answer
So, I find my self in a new place…which is really an old place. My first blog was called Norse …
Son of Hel 