Balder, and Tyr sons of Odin, Freyr, Njord, and Thor the great god of the Sky are also among the band of brothers who clash through the winter sky during the “Wild Hunt”. He’s described as grey in some tales and in others he’s as white as the snow.Īlong with Odin, ride the great Gods of the Norse. Slepnir is born from Loki the shape-shifter, and becomes the greatest horse in the Norse lands. On the eve of the winter solstice Odin mounts his eight-legged horse, Sleipnir. ![]() In this work and from Snorri Sturluson’s Prose Edda we learn of Odin and his winter ride. ![]() In either case, it was prevalent before the Christian invasion. Some historians place it even earlier in the 2nd or 1st century BC. It’s 12 days of celebration by the Germanic people can be documented as early as the 4th century AD. The Winter Solstice has been honored by many folk around the world. The solstice ride of Odin, King of the Norse Gods is one such example. But these stories have been legend long before these writings were compiled. Some of these stories are reportedly told as early 985AD. The 13th Century Poetic Edda is a complication of stories and poems from Scandinavian history. Quietly he fills the winter boots resting outside the door of the humble homes that lay quiet in the cold winter night. And in return for this gift, Odin the All-Father leaves presents of gold. His eight legged horse Sleipnir rests upon the ground and feasts on the meal left for the mounts of the Gods. But during their ride, in the fields below, there lies grain of plenty and piles of straw fit for the hordes of Odin’s steeds. Their windswept ride is long and filled with madness that shall not end till the twelfth night of Yule. For Odin and his great horse Sleipnir are celebrating the Wild Hunt on this solstice eve with spear in hand and brethren by his side. But overhead in the storm laden clouds, a clash of hooves and metal thunder in the night. ![]() The land lay quiet, the fields are still from harvest and inside the hearth blazed warm with the burning yule log. It twas a blustery night as the snow fell heavily through the wintry barren trees.
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