Separate names with a comma.
Discussion in 'Bad Dog Cafe' started by blowtorch, Aug 1, 2020 at 9:48 AM.
...do ye wit more, or how?
O'er him gaily in the gallows tree
Crowed the fair red **** which is Fjalar hight
I see you also know your Elder Edda
The fates I fathom, yet farther I see: Of the mighty gods the engulfing doom. Wind-age, wolf-age, ere the world crumbles; Will the spear of no man spare the other.
That one jumped out at me, also
While beginning to get acquainted with the Edda (a gift from my youngest son) it's occurred to me that wolves must've been a lot more fearsome back in the day.
I mean, we all know that they've gotten a bad rep over the years, and , it's easy to picture pale victorian writers getting it wrong in stuff like Little Red Riding Hood, but the Edda has wolves devouring warriors and gods.
And, I mean, it was written by Vikings.
feeling hunted is a bad feeling. When I used to backpack a lot by myself (in my 20's) I'd cold camp when I'd go in the boulder fields... once it gets dark, it is super dark and your mind can definitely begin to focus on what is out there that does better in pitch dark than you do.
in pre gun days, any fight was gonna be pretty close quarters and ANY injury was kinda life threatening...
My wife laughs at my dog being careful around ordinary things but, I know, at least instinctually, he knows.. an injury could be 'it'.
I definitely think there were more things that could prey on a man back then... it was darker and colder back then... REAL things to worry about.