Resting In A Summer Afternoon (_　_)ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

Brünnhilde the Valkyrie by Arthur Rackham

The land knows you, even when you are lost.

Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass

Jan Toorop, O Grave, Where is thy Victory?, 1892

Surt comes from the south with a bright light in his hand. Yes, the Sun shines upon the sword in his grasp. The mountains collapse, the trolls fall, men walk the roads to Hel, and the skies divide above.

The Skogsra, also called the Hulder, live deep in the forest, feasting on the souls of men who follow after them. Skogsra look almost human but can be distinguished by their short tail and a hollowed-out back.

(by throughdarkforests)

forest floor, 2011

François Flameng

crypt of the cathedral of Anagni, 12th century