Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne “Sjókona, I can call you by a name now. And is this your home?” “Home?” “Yet you said you haven’t been back here since you were abandoned as an infant.?” “Really, I’ve only been told of this. Some years ago Auld Bjorn brought another infant girl acrossContinue reading “#66.11, Wednesday, March 26, 2025”
Category Archives: Historical Fiction
#66.10, Tuesday, March 25, 2025
Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne Apparently, the god who is God agrees with the seiðr, that no matter how righteous my opinion may be, or how terrible the practice of sacrificing girl children is, addressing this evil must only be spoken with empathy. The difference between judgment and empathy sounds like nothing more thanContinue reading “#66.10, Tuesday, March 25, 2025”
#66.9, Thursday, March 20, 2025
Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne How can I not speak up against such a terrible practice as setting girl infants out to die? And yet, anything I say to her, a victim, seems more like an accusation or a judgment against these people. The answer to my prayer asking for words comes only withContinue reading “#66.9, Thursday, March 20, 2025”
#66.8, Wednesday, March 19, 2025
Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne The seiðr, whose name I don’t even know, brought me to a ruin of a house with no door. We sailed here on the west wind so I could know the answers to my questions about this land. As always, I’m wandering, just looking for the thread ofContinue reading “#66.8, Wednesday, March 19, 2025”
#66.7, Tuesday, March 18, 2025
Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne “So when you were an infant you were put out to die of exposure here in a ruin of a house? And that practice is why women are rare here?” The seiðr fondles the jade pendant still at her neck. “You speak as though being rare were aContinue reading “#66.7, Tuesday, March 18, 2025”
#66.6, Thursday, March 13, 2025
Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne “So, how do Christians determine winners in games and wars when the object isn’t simply to be the last man standing?” I think the seiðr is asking a serious question of Christians. In her world, simply the fallacy of scarcity can completely upend the nature of family and turnContinue reading “#66.6, Thursday, March 13, 2025”
#66.5, Wednesday, March 12, 2025
Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne I was asking a history question. “What was the tragedy that made these Norsemen brutal?” The answer the seiðr offers is to take me to a rocky shore with a ruin of a house and tell me I don’t know human nature. “In the far north, where theContinue reading “#66.5, Wednesday, March 12, 2025”
#66.4, Tuesday, March 11, 2025
Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne Sleep last night wasn’t a peaceful conclusion for day. It was only gifted me by fatigue. The fire and ruin of walls may have provided a bit of warmth and shelter from the wind, but snow fell lightly inside these walls, as though we had no shelter at all.Continue reading “#66.4, Tuesday, March 11, 2025”
#66.3, Thursday, March 6, 2025
Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne The stiff West wind would bring the fragrances of spring thaw to my lost homeland in Gaul, but here it only ushers in more winter days as it fills the sails and scurries our ship across the sea. Sun is low behind us over the waters; and ahead ofContinue reading “#66.3, Thursday, March 6, 2025”
#66.2, Wednesday, March 5, 2025
Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Jutland Maybe it was after a snooze, or another day and night altogether when I awoke to hear the seiðr bargaining with the sailors to give us passage for the journey to sail across the sea. And so, we are sailing now. We two passengers are just riding along whenContinue reading “#66.2, Wednesday, March 5, 2025”
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