I find my back pressed against a hardness. I see You, my Frenzied King. Pressing me against it. You warned me. Warned me of the stagnation. You left me with words, but they went unheard. I struggle underneath. Yet You do not budge an inch. Still, You hold me firmly. I became Your willing victim. I know the punishment to come. Is nothing but Your ferocious love. You pierce my chest with a blunt blade. With words I could not bear to hear, words I wish not to hear. They are words I need to hear. As they roll from Your lips, they cut deeper. The wounds they leave, leave a revelation in their wake. In Your conclusion. You leave me to contemplate this lashing. As my will returns, I feel a fire burning. Burning the stillness, burning away the doubt. And I can move forward once more.
Author: lunarianraven
Prayer to Angrboda
Angrboda, Mistress of the Ironwood. I call out to You. Mother of three great and powerful children. Queen of the wolves of the wood. Lover to the Trickster. Please guide me in Your wise ways, Please guide me through this chaotic river that is life, Please guide me through all the misfortune a human can bear. Angrboda, Mother of the powerful three. Hel, ruler of the Twilight. Fenrir, The great wolfen Chain Breaker. And Jormungandr, great barrier of Midgard’s Sea. I call upon You and Your power Aid me and assist me in becoming stronger, In becoming grounded, In becoming more in tuned with my spirit. Angrboda, great Sorceress of Jotunheim. I hail You and Your woods and family. Hail the Mistress of the Ironwoods.
Seeking
When I heard Your call, I was curious. So, I sought You out. I was met with the cacophony of fearful cries. Terrified whispers and dark warnings. Angry shouts and hateful words. Not to seek You. Not to heed Your call. Not to listen to Your beckoning. I was warned. You were dangerous. Cold, cruel, and ruthless. Your brutality knew no bounds. You took delight in brutalizing and torturing, breaking and manipulating, all those that serve You. Taking with a greedy hand and only leaving an empty void. That You were a god meant only for men, kings, and warriors. Not for those who are kind, curious, and loving. Or even women and anyone in between. I was warned. I would be eviscerated, broken, and crushed. Left a shattered shell with no hope of recovery. I persisted. I found myself swept up by Your wit and Your charm. Your curiosity and Your love. You are not just black and white. Nor are You grey. But an array of colors; I never expected to see. Oh, how I have come to love and adore You. My beloved Raven God.
Divine Lover
Oh, my beloved, how I love You so. I love all of You. From Your beautiful sky-blue eye to Your soft as fleece beard. I love all Your flaws and quirks, all Your ways, the good and bad. How I love You so. You came and stole my heart away. You hold it in Your hand, for it is Yours. If You had to take all of me as sustenance, I would gladly let You devour me so completely. Take the beats of my heart, The air from my lungs, The sight from my eyes, The tongue from my mouth. You could have it all if it would sate Your hunger. My mind is Yours to possess. Make me think only of You. As my mind is filled with dearest memories of You. The nest You have built there, is Yours. You rest so comfortably. My Body is Yours. To do what You will. Drink me in and take Your fill. In hopes that it sates Your thirst. For I am Yours, now and forever. Oh, my beloved, how I love You so
Call to Fenrir – Severing Bonds Invocation
Fenrir, Great Wolf Chain Breaker and Bond Severer Son of Loki Adversary to the One-Eyed I call to You now For I am in need of aid Aid in severing a bond That binds me in place I call on Your aid in severing this bond For this bond no longer serves me Great Chain Breaker I ask for the strength To rid myself of these bindings So that I may move freely forward
Drowning
God of the Wise God of the Warrior God of the Poet I’ve felt Your fury. Tasted Your wine. Held at spear point. And yet here I am. They said I would be broken, Would be rent asunder. Left with nothing but a bleeding that would never heal. That You held no love, no kindness. Naught even a bit of compassion. But I have felt Your love. Raging and ferocious. Your love is like a crashing wave. You are relentless, refusing to abate. No matter how I thrash, struggle, and cry. You do not relent, You will not. I am sinking, drowning. Yet I feel Your firm grasp. You refuse to let me sink. You pull me up. Then with all the kindness of a storm, You shove my being back under. Again, I sink and again You push and pull. Until I can no longer bear it. I reach for Your hand, rather than waiting. I grip You with all my might. You help me rise through the waves. Through all the darkness and doubts. Through all the sorrows and stillness. You have helped me break the surface, To stand on my own. To stand next to You.
Odin Prayer No. 2
God of Wisdom, Master rune carver. Thrust Your divine blade, Deep within my writhing being. Fill me with Your seed of knowing. Share with me Your fury. Whet Your appetite with my every cry. Take Your fill of my body and mind. Leave me begging for more, Yet give nothing more than what You will. So, take me for all I am. As I belong only to You.
More than Mischief
Chaos and change, that is what You bring. Change to those who remain. Chaos to those who are complacent. You bring forth both when You visit. For it is necessary, as I have a habit of becoming comfortably stagnant. You force me forward when I refuse to do so. Flicking Your flames at my feet; to keep me moving. You force my hand, whenever I hesitate. You urge confrontation when I willingly avoid it. You keep me from becoming too grim or too lofty. Tugging me down from pedestal or a gentle lightening of my darkened clouds. You encourage me to accept this chaotic channel. Teaching me how to move with its flows. That this is how life will always be. I value the chaos You bring; for it keeps me on my toes. I value the change You bring; for it keeps me ever moving. How I love and cherish You so. For You are so much more than mischief, so much more than trickster.
Halloween Special Updated
Hi peeps! I decided to run through the Halloween Special short story for like 100th time and revised it again. Changed a few spelling errors and tried to take out things that sounded redundant or tried to make things more clear. I’m trying I really am! Believe it or not these little stories mean a lot to me. So if you want to skim the story or re-read it you can click here.
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Halloween Special – Updated
Prayer to Odin
You can find a gender neutral, causal version of this prayer here.
To You, I hail, my God of Wisdom and of Madness. I have seen You as a friend and confidant. I have learnt from You, as both a father and mentor. I have felt You as both a lover and partner. All that I ask of You, is that You hear my prayer. A prayer for courage and fortitude. A prayer for wisdom and inspiration. Your presence is one of euphoria. Please, I ask that You penetrate me, with Your mighty ever-ready spear. Fill me with Your ecstasy, Your passion. Letting it flow forth and drive me mad. I submit myself to You, as a willing sacrifice. I have accepted Your brand with pride. With the pride of a fierce warrior. With the love of a devoted wife. I will submit to Your granted maddening inspiration, letting it run wild and untamed. I will wield its force like a mighty hammer and use it to tear down all that impede my path. Leaving nothing standing in my wake. To You, I hail, All-Father
The Midgard Wyrdo 