Forwarded from Hyperborean Radio (The Final Episodes) (T.L.K.)
Indigenous Peoples Day
Part 1
Indigenous... its a term often thrown around excluding our people, yet we are not only indigenous to Europe but the Northwoods period. The caves hold the ancient markings of our people, statues and toys buried for millennium, legends rooted in our time upon the continent and even arguably across the sea, this is marked not only in these ancient elements but in the sheer physical and spiritual roots of our people.
Part 1
Indigenous... its a term often thrown around excluding our people, yet we are not only indigenous to Europe but the Northwoods period. The caves hold the ancient markings of our people, statues and toys buried for millennium, legends rooted in our time upon the continent and even arguably across the sea, this is marked not only in these ancient elements but in the sheer physical and spiritual roots of our people.
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Legend of the Rosstrappe
The Rosstrappe is a massive, granite crag located in the Harz mountain region of central Germany. Rife with lore, myth and tales, but one stands out as cemented in legend.
According to the lore, a hulking giant that went by the name “Bodo” had his eyes set on the local king’s daughter, Brunhilde.
The king’s intention was to wed her to the giant, against her wishes, but when she caught wind of the plot, she fled by horseback.
Riding her white stallion through the region, she came across the crag, which presented an obstacle to her escape.
The Rosstrappe is a massive, granite crag located in the Harz mountain region of central Germany. Rife with lore, myth and tales, but one stands out as cemented in legend.
According to the lore, a hulking giant that went by the name “Bodo” had his eyes set on the local king’s daughter, Brunhilde.
The king’s intention was to wed her to the giant, against her wishes, but when she caught wind of the plot, she fled by horseback.
Riding her white stallion through the region, she came across the crag, which presented an obstacle to her escape.
Resolute to gain her freedom from marriage to the monstrous giant, she goaded her horse to leap to the other side, with her pursuer seemingly falling to his death, but Bodo turned into a dog.
As Brunhilde’s horse leapt the expanse, however, she lost her golden crown, which is now guarded by Bodo the dog in the valley of the river.
The river was given the name “Bode” after the giant.
On the top of the Rosstrappe above Thale, you can see the hoof print of Brunhilde's horse. From the Hexentanzplatz (“Witches Dance Floor) on the opposite mountain, you can look across to where she leapt from the Rosstrappe.
As Brunhilde’s horse leapt the expanse, however, she lost her golden crown, which is now guarded by Bodo the dog in the valley of the river.
The river was given the name “Bode” after the giant.
On the top of the Rosstrappe above Thale, you can see the hoof print of Brunhilde's horse. From the Hexentanzplatz (“Witches Dance Floor) on the opposite mountain, you can look across to where she leapt from the Rosstrappe.
A Nachzehrer, which translates to "devourer/sapper of energy," is a cross between a vampire and a ghoul.
As the lore goes, after someone commits suicide or dies an accidental death, their body transforms into a flesh-hungry undead monster in the grave.
The Nachzehrer is different than the charming, pop-culture vampire. Instead, this monster feasts on his own dead flesh and that of other corpses.
As the lore goes, after someone commits suicide or dies an accidental death, their body transforms into a flesh-hungry undead monster in the grave.
The Nachzehrer is different than the charming, pop-culture vampire. Instead, this monster feasts on his own dead flesh and that of other corpses.
"Lenore" (1774) is a poem by Gottfried August Bürger.
The verse die Todten Reiten schnell ("The dead travel fast") is famous for being cited by Bram Stoker in the first chapter of his novel "Dracula" (1897)
"What! ride an hundred miles to-night,
By thy mad fancies driven!
Dost hear the bell with its sullen swell.
As it rumbles out eleven?"
"Look forth! look forth! the moon shines bright:
We and the dead gallop fast thro' the night.
'Tis for a wager I bear thee away
To the nuptial couch ere break of day."
The verse die Todten Reiten schnell ("The dead travel fast") is famous for being cited by Bram Stoker in the first chapter of his novel "Dracula" (1897)
"What! ride an hundred miles to-night,
By thy mad fancies driven!
Dost hear the bell with its sullen swell.
As it rumbles out eleven?"
"Look forth! look forth! the moon shines bright:
We and the dead gallop fast thro' the night.
'Tis for a wager I bear thee away
To the nuptial couch ere break of day."
Forwarded from Wild Folk
Wild Boar (Sus Scrofa)
A creature of myth and magic, the Wild Boar has been revered across the Isles for thousands of years. Honoured for its strength and courage, the boar (Eofor) features on many ancient heraldic crests.
In the Isles, Wild Boar are closely associated with the ‘otherworld’; linked with folk idols such as Fionn Mac Cumhaill, Culhwch & Olwen, and Odin, the creature was a precious totem for those of a warrior or hunter persuasion.
Amongst wise folk, the tusks of the boar were coveted as greatly powerful in keeping away malignant forces as well as an aid for women during child birth, their bristles would be boiled with fresh water in copper cauldrons to conjure rain and storms, and it’s flesh would be ritually consumed to impart valour and victory when going into battle.
A creature of myth and magic, the Wild Boar has been revered across the Isles for thousands of years. Honoured for its strength and courage, the boar (Eofor) features on many ancient heraldic crests.
In the Isles, Wild Boar are closely associated with the ‘otherworld’; linked with folk idols such as Fionn Mac Cumhaill, Culhwch & Olwen, and Odin, the creature was a precious totem for those of a warrior or hunter persuasion.
Amongst wise folk, the tusks of the boar were coveted as greatly powerful in keeping away malignant forces as well as an aid for women during child birth, their bristles would be boiled with fresh water in copper cauldrons to conjure rain and storms, and it’s flesh would be ritually consumed to impart valour and victory when going into battle.