Utgard Magazine September 1998/5101

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The Secret of the Gothick God of Darkness
by Edred Thorsson, Yrmin-Drighten of the Rune Gild
-There is a Secret God, a Hidden God, who dwells in a spiralling tower fortress and who has guided and overseen our development from time immemorial -- and who has remained concealed but very close to us awaiting the "future" time of reawakening. The time of the re-awakening is near. Already we have heard the distant claps of thunder which signal the coming storm...

The Lay of Meili From the words of a Raven (with notes)
by RG V. L. Agnarsson -
1. Flew I high, into the Nothing,
All-That-Is below, Higher-Still;
When first laid eyes, eyes on He,
The Silent-One-Still, I landed on sill...

Othin
Prose by RG Akula Kinyon
Lord of Wind and Breath and Spirit, He is
striking the skies, voice low like a rumbling storm approaching
whisper like the mutterings of a dying fire
who steals into the worder’s hands
and speaks a mystery tangled beyond redemption...

Runic Cycles
by IG Hráfnbjörn
- In our existence here upon Midgardhr, we live with in that which is. Before there was anything, there was just the Ginnugagap. The magically-filled void, where nothing exists except for its potential. Within this void, the potentials began to polarize. When this happened, they had to become kinetic in order to divide. This motion created the first ørlög, and the runes were born...

Tales From The Wolf Clan, Deena Meets Inarr
by Jennifer Leigh Crandall
- Silently Deena ate a meal of berries from the bush beside her. It had been a foolish thing she had done, warning that old hunter of the ambush about to be sprung on him. Deena had no time to think, she had just shouted a warning. The battle had been fast and furious. When it was over the hunter had slain them all. Deena had been horrified at the speed and savagery of the Northman. He stood for a moment among the bodies of his fallen foemen, then he made up a travel pack from the spoils and handed it to her...

The Hulders
by William Knight
- Greybeard leaned his staff against the long table and lowered himself to the short stool before it. Along the table sat the village children, waiting for their morning breakfast. He couldn't help but smile. Before him sat the village's future, and from where he was, it looked good and promising. As the food and milk were brought about, a child called out for a story. "A story? What shall we talk about today? Any suggestions my children?"...

THE LAY OF RÍG, RÍGSÞULA
trans. Lee M. Hollander
- "The Lay of Ríg" as preserved fills exactly the last sheet of the Codex Wormianus of Snorri's Edda. The lost conclusion evidently stood on a following one. However, notwithstanding this fragmentary condition, it is clear that they lay was intended as a glorification of the existing aristocratic order in the Scandinavian homeland---not in the republican Iceland---whether in Denmark or Norway, and more specially as a vindication of the divine origin of kingship...

Ritstjóri of Utgard: RG V. Lars Agnarsson

The next issue will be released Yule 5101 (December-January, 1998-99). We are now looking for writers and artists to be so kind as to submit their work for publishing. We welcome all facets of Northern Tradition. Thank-you for your support, together we may better our community.