It Has Been A Long Time

[Chad]

I'm not in the habit of introductions, but it has been a few years since I have posted here. However, I've noticed a lot of really good works coming from contributors. I've spent the past few years in a for at into Heathenship, but I feel like that is about to change. As if maybe that isn't really where I ought to be. That aside, I'm glad to see that such good work has come out of people here, and I wanted to say that I've found it very inspiring.

[lorna81]

Hello Chad, I'm glad you've found inspiration in the work we've done. Unfortunately due to lack of contributors we've had to give up on the blog project but are planning to add to the website as and when we're inspired. If you'd like to add anything please let us know.

[Chad]

I have a creation myth, but there's already one on the site. I'm actually rewriting one of the stories I posted on this forum. Now that I know a little more about writing, and am more well versed in Indo-European myth concepts, I can do better.

[Chad]

Here's the remake of one of my old stories. I made it into a poetic myth. Language skills are "meh".


Many ages past before months and years
Before memory, when Man was young
People who rose not far removed in time
From remembering first rites taken
In this past they had proven themselves
The power within pressing through
For their numbers had now swelled
In a new world they had known little sway
With hard times, harsh foes they harried

Raw and red the meat they consumed
Real and remarkable their courage
But from deepest and darkest of woods
Came demands for death there within
Even most fair and fearless of Men
In a fearsome Uiducarawos, foul end met
Brave women and men wondered long
Those wild woods how they might live
To take and tame these woods in time

The fighting Men of this First Tribe
Did fare to the forest, in a bold try
The brave went forth, a brawl ensued
But brawn against branch, Men ensnared
So flesh twined into firm Uiducarawosi
In fear, survivors fled and they wept
Death was the day's order, they mourned
In defeat three daring, with great mettle
To right this wrong and seek revenge

Worthy had been the warriors three
Weary they crossed the wild threshold
Slowly, hand upon spear went the first
Sticking it did not sully Uiducarawos foul
He was rendered, ripped up by branches
Raging, sword lady readied her blade
Parried were cuts, the point, no luck had
She was pulled in twain, parted in half
The last, with axe, lay dead before long

A broken chief, brought arms to fight
Boldly did he battle, though soon he fell
His priestly brother took proper sacrifice
Prostrated, he bid the power in the sky
That he knew at night, his answer readied
Nodding off near sleep, in bull hide rested
A dream of the Gods drawing to meet
Droning of roarers, dreaded call made
Together at the table, seats now taken

Deiwos took care to call all to attend
Nodens and Carnonos bore carynx aloft
Easy it was to ask for eager Taranis
Elated was He to see evil lives taken
Uitionos did advise wait and caution
Wander He did for the wood to carve
Birds did Rigantona bid lead him away
To Bilios, a fallen barked branch awaited
Strong and sturdy now carved was a staff

For Taranis, the time to Him presented
The token to take for Him for His proving
Pleased His Father was, plain and clear
A plan to give His son a place in his clan
In vigor and valor Taranis had no rival
Verily would make vision of Deiwos right
In boldness and bravery, showing might
Bringing forth his bulls that morning
Right and raging, to World of Men He rode

Harsh the sounds of the heavens that day
Hard went that heavy war chariot down
In guise as a red headed Man gave words
Gladly had guides led him to the woods
A strong Uiducarawos stared and laughed
Branch and staff did struggle for long
By the might and mettle of bold Taranis
Many the meddlesome lives were taken
Brave Taranis broke so many branches

Watching, Atir Uiducarawosi took notice
In wonder as his wood sons had knelt
For it was death and defeat from Taranis
To be dealt if they dared a chance take
He refused to relinquish his lordship
He readied to rend apart and give lashing
Taranis took staff in hand, sternly glaring
A strike on Atir Uiducarawosi struck glady
Willing to fight this battle worth winning

Atir Uiducarawosi strained to strike bold
But strong Taranis did stop the blow
Hit for hit met hard staff against limb
Heaving, Taranis swung high and low
Uitionos blessed staff wielded greatly
Atir Uiducarawosi in worry was grazed
Staff and claw did clash, smoke did rise
Fire made clear to claim this life repulsive
In fast paced fury, wood was smote in fire

Daring Taranis downed Atir Uiducarawosi
He drove his cart, dashed from the woods
From roundhouses came remaining Men
Relieved, swore to remember the moment
Taranis gathered the grateful First Tribe
The gift of fire he then gave them truly
True form he took, his bulls flew upward
Fire from the sky fell from high unyielding
Overjoyed, owing gladly to lord of Oak

In hall of Deiwos high ones went to feast
The heavens alight with happy fellowship
With meat and mead, they all engorged
For the Men, a minute's peace enjoyed
For Taranis, demands of duty known well
Against demons and darkness to ward
High in the heavens, from Nellotegus
Great in hand and heart he is known
Taranis, stands for us, strong and sturdy