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Happy Thorsday - Alfodir (Odin)

Well here we are another Thor’s Day and another 20 min sketch of a Norse (and Germanic, sometimes Celtic) mythological characters.  This week it’s Alfodir. Odin the All Father, as the Father to all the Norse gods, Jotun and Man. 

asgard is everything that helheimr is not. asgard is gold and shine and full of life — children laughing, the sounds of haggling in the markets, the guards’ armor clinking, idle conversations. it is sun and warmth and the smell of the sea, it is goodness and light. and helheimr is dark and grim, where the dead outnumber the living — can the queen even be considered living? it is a night sky void of stars, the smell of funeral flowers and freshly turned dirt, cold air and bitter wind.

but odin’s throne, now there is something precious. and the dread queen hela looked right at home there, draped elegantly and irreverently over the carved mass of it, black painted along her body, her cape verdant and full. the guards in odin’s hall were pinned to the wall by massive skeleton soldiers, long-since dead men of odin’s army that had not proven worthy for valhalla. she hummed a song her mother used to sing her, to lull her to sleep.

                              WISDOM BEGINS IN WONDER. 

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