Why Odin Drinks by Bjørn Larssen

Author:Bjørn Larssen [Larssen, Bjørn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: josephtailor

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With a thud, Odin fell on the ground, landing on his butt rather than face, presumably disappointing Verðandi. It must have been Skuld’s fault. From what he had understood, she will have has… no… he’d forgotten how to speak normal Goddish, but will soon have remembered… for now, he had the runes and the seventeen charms. Which was really quite exciting, but not as exciting as the forest fire raging way closer to the Tree than it should.

“Loki!” Odin cried out. If his brother were to repeatedly die and return, Odin’s nerves simply wouldn’t be able to take it. Was one out of the seventeen charms useful for burning forests? No, for un-burning them? Odin produced a quick downpour, then tried to sigh in relief.

Oh.

The spear was still there. His lung had only shouted for Loki because it had been too distracted by the blaze.

“My fire!” Loki cried, appearing next to Odin. “It was so pretty!”

“Mmpf?”

“I was sitting by a fire, when you were—” Loki gestured “—and it is so beautiful to watch. I love beauty. What’s more beautiful than beauty? More beauty!” He smiled. “One day I’ll create the biggest fire ever… oh, my apologies, how selfish of me. Here I am, talking about my hopes and dreams for the future, while you still have that spear in you.”

Odin nodded weakly.

“I stand here, doing nothing but talking about my taste in decoration,” Loki sighed. “Maybe I could create an eternal fire. One that no rain could extinguish, swallowing the entire Universe…”

Loki is foreshadowing, said literature.

What is literature? asked Odin’s mind, since his actual voice was currently unavailable.

There was no answer, apart from the sound of literature’s sneakers as she sprinted away.

“Sorry! Sorry! The spear. Can you tell me what to do with it? No, you can’t. Hmmm. I think your wife will be very nervous by now. You look really bad, too. Maybe you should bathe a bit. You’re a bit…covered in blood. Do you think you could bathe with that spear?”

Odin coughed and a wave of pain went through his entire body.

“It’s just that I don’t have experience with removing spears from All-Fathers,” Loki said. “Through your back, no? Because otherwise the… spear-head goes through you again and that’s going to hurt worse. Oh, hang on. Hahaha, I made a joke! ‘Hang on’, so good. I’ll keep it in mind. Anyway. Do you still need to suffer?”

Even if Odin could utter one of his brand new seventeen charms, none of them would shut Loki up. He could only glare and wait.

“I’m going to pull it through your back. Ready? Three… two…”

“Aaaaaahhhhh!!!”

“This is sharp!” Loki cried. “I didn’t even get to say ‘one’ and I cut my finger! Now I have a boo-boo. Look!” He nearly poked Odin’s eye out as he demonstrated the scratched digit. “See? And I can’t even ask my Mummy to kiss it, because she’s dead!”

“Kiss what?”

“My boo-boo… I feel very strange,” Loki groaned, slowly dropping to his knees. “Very strange.”

Odin, who had

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