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Du ser pen ut med blod i hele ansiktet. - You look pretty with blood all over your face.

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When Odin agreed to let a handful of the valkyries go, he did not think this decision would spark the birth of a whole new kind of gerneration of valkyries. The first born ones, the ones not created by any god and thereby did not need to obey his word. As a parting gift the gods gave them a book, with all their legend – their traditions from valhalla. Their key to come back home, if they’d ever want to. Soon after they first opend it, it sparked a change. Their name were follwed by a title and shortly after they learned that this was a direct hint of their new individual power. And so it became tradtion for every new valkyrie to let the book give her valkyrie name to her. When the first born valkyrie did so, it became clear that something elses changed. The book of valkyrie wrote in blood this  very page and revealed that born valkyries are not bound to the gods. Their emotions are linked to the nature. Strong emotions can create thunderstorm even Thor himself would not be able to control. So share this warning with your daugthers, as they do need to leard to control their emotions, and not let them take control over themselves. Even though they feel emotions more strongly, they do not necessary  crave  more violence. Most born valykries will be kind hearted, and mostly will fight to defend and protect instead for the thrill and craving of bloodshed. Though it shall be known it won’t meant their any less deadly while doing so. It shall be known, that they will tend to wounded, those who are worthy of Valhalla but whose time hasn’t run out yet.  This is their offering to honor their orgin and the gods.

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There is no going back from here, only forward.

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La meg hvile i det grønne feltet, la meg hvile i æresfeltet. Akkurat som gamle helter, en sang kaller meg nå hjem.

The call of the valkyries. A melody  dying men and women hear when the valkyries  await them in the moment their death. A song that should lead their way towards them. Once they do and a valkyrie will reach out for them. If the worthy will take it – the enternity in Valhalla awaits them.

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Blessed by Odin five valkyries left Valhalla. Each of them had their own path to follow among the mortals. Each of them faced different tests far away from everything they’ve known.  Each of them had their own struggle with the new roles they’ve been given as a gift of the gods. Many years they lived together and apart. They build their home from the ground up.  A village resembeling their home back in Valhalla, a place the future generation would be raised and teached.  But it never was meant for them to stay together and so the group of five went their way :

Two went back to Valhalla for love – Rota, the Strong and Yrsa, the Happy One vanised without a word and was never heard of again – Nanna, the Feeling And two stayed, for they had no reason to leave but every reason to stay– Eir, the Prophetess and Kara, the Guardian.

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Finally, the day has come. The day Thyra waited for as long as she can remember. Today her name would be written in the book of valkyries again. Only this time it wouldn’t be only a name in the bloodline of Eir. Today she would get her own page. And today she would official get her gift. Her heart was beating fast, as closer she got the fire.  The place she would finally become a valkyrie. The book of valkyries already laid on a stone close to the fire. Close enough  so everyone could read what would be written about Thyra. She kneeled  before the book.  Carefully her fingers stroked over the book, before opening it. Nothing but blank pages were to see. Though all the women surounding her knew about the stories this book held inside. Now her time has finally come. Slowly, but steady her hands grabbed  the dragger laying in the grass.  One swift  stroke across palm, moments later blood was dripping from her hand onto the empty page. Til this moment Thyra knew what to do or expect. Everything that came next was new.  Her blood revealed what was written before. The stories about the first valkyries among the mortals and everyone after that until  it got to the last page. Revealing an empty page. A page where  her blood did not reveal anything but wrote something new. Written in blood  was  her name – Thyra the dream dancer.  And from that moment on that was what she was called among her kind and the gods.

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Født i blod. Skrevet i blod. - Born in blood. Written in blood.

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There was a little village, hidden in one of the forest in the western part of the country. Not many knew about it, only few believed it truly existed. And even less stepped foot in it. Built by five women as a Sanctuary,nott one of them believed how much it would grow into. Hidden from mankind it stayed nameless for years . Only  when the first wounded men were treated there they joked how it felt like a Little Valhalla or Lille Valhall as they soon called the village. As the population of the village was merely female. Only young and beautiful women lived there. The only males living  in this village were children or young men who called them mother, when they did not even seem much older. And so they went and told the stories about this village. Many tried to find this village, but the residents  were guarded by the gods themselves. So only those in need and worthy with good intentions will be led the way. And soon Lille Valhall became a legend.

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Silence. No words were spoken. The only thing that broke the silence was the crackeling sound oft he wood burning. The laugther outside oft he cabin. And even though there was no absolute silence it was bearing heavy on the chest of the women brushing through the hair of her daugther. Her daugther, the preciuous gift oft he gods. The one she couldn’t protect. It was hard for her, yet she smiled. For one the youngest of her daugthers was here. Safe and sound. She wouldn’t let anything happen to her again. Not until she was like her. Not until she would have pages on her own in the book of valkyries. „ I am sorry for letting this happen to you, my sweet child.“ The older oft he two blondes whispers, while braiding the hair of the girl sitting in front of her. „If I’ve known.. I would've never left you.“ The younger of the two nodded. She knew that. Yes, she was angry but that passed a long time ago. „ I am safe now. I am here.“ She turned to her mother and reached out for her hand. „Mother..“ It’s been a while since she called her that. Not because she didn’t wanted to, but only because it would bring up to many question among other. The two blonde valkyries looked more like sisters than mother and daugther. Soon enough it would be even more so. It wouldn’t be long until Thyra would be claimed by her blood. And that was the reason Eir left her daugther so many years with her father. But here. Here in this small villiage, they called Lille Valhall, they don’t have to hide. For it was a safe haven for them. Valkyries came there, either to hide from the mortales for a while, some to raise their children so they wouldn’t have to leave them behind.

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REBECCA FERGUNSON as ELIZABETH WOODVILLE The White Queen (2013) | 1x04 "The Bad Queen"

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Og fortsatt står vi - And still, we stand.

The daugthers of Eir - Alva, Thyra and Sif.

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Valkyries "Odin accorde sa grâce à ceux qui ont tout sacrifié pour remplir leur devoir"

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the genre is anya taylor-joy playing a witch