The VALkyries

I may have written a thing about this before, but I compelled to write another report, on my beloved Valkyries! For your Norse mythology entertainment, if you do enjoy this read, good! Cause you should know about the Valkyries!
First off I want to start about my personal connections with the Valkyries- Valkyrie is my spiritual name. It was given to me about 4 years ago, and it was by a woman who looked at me and said " you are so Val." It never dawned on me before, but that is awesome that someone else picked up on it and named it for me. There is only a few people who call me Val actually and I never introduce myself as Val but maybe I should. The Valkyries are so damn cool!

Valkyrie actually means to choose.  (Chooser of the honorable slain.) -To choose the slain that have died in battle.  Ya, sorta like angels. The Valkyries choose the men that were the bravest of Warriors and ride them off to Valhalla.  Valhalla is a whole other subject. The Valkyries are extremely tough and brave themselves. Valkyries are Warrior Goddess as well, and they either may ride in on their horses for extracting the Warriors or they may fly in themselves with wings attached to their bodies. The Valkyries play a vital role in the Norse mythology. I can not write about the Valkyries without mentioning Freya. She is the Queen of the Valkyries. She has her own amazing skills and attributes. And a whole other story on her next time. On the romantic side Valkyries were known to often to fall in love with mortal Hero's. Here is a lovely poem I found :

Darraðarljóð
Describing the fall of Brian Boru to Viking forces at the Battle of Clontarf, 1014

Blood rains from the cloudy web
On the broad loom of slaughter.
The web of man grey as armor
Is now being woven; the Valkyries
Will cross it with a crimson weft.

The warp is made of human entrails;
Human heads are used as heddle-weights;
The heddle rods are blood-wet spears;
The shafts are iron-bound and arrows are the shuttles.
With swords we will weave this web of battle.

The Valkyries go weaving with drawn swords,
Hild and Hjorthrimul, Sanngrid and Svipul.
Spears will shatter shields will splinter,
Swords will gnaw like wolves through armor.

Let us now wind the web of war
Which the young king once waged.
Let us advance and wade through the ranks,
Where friends of ours are exchanging blows.

Let us now wind the web of war
And then follow the king to battle
Gunn and Gondul can see there
The blood-spattered shields that guarded the king.

Let us now wind the web of war
Where the warrior banners are forging forward
Let his life not be taken;
Only the Valkyries can choose the slain.

Lands will be ruled by new peoples
Who once inhabited outlying headlands.
We pronounce a great king destined to die;
Now an earl is felled by spears.

The men of Ireland will suffer a grief
That will never grow old in the minds of men.
The web is now woven and the battlefield reddened;
The news of disaster will spread through lands.

It is horrible now to look around
As a blood-red cloud darkens the sky.
The heavens are stained with the blood of men,
As the Valkyries sing their song.

We sang well victory songs
For the young king; hail to our singing!
Let him who listens to our Valkyrie song
Learn it well and tell it to others.

Let us ride our horses hard on bare backs,
With swords unsheathed away from here!

And then they tore the woven cloth from the loom and ripped it to pieces, each keeping the shred she held in her hands... The women mounted their horses and rode away, six to the south and six to the north.

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