Liber ab Mortuus (Book of the Dead)^267
- How one lives does not matter because one will surely die.
- How one lives is the only thing that matters because one will surely die.
You were born of Summer and Winter
Then reborn of Earth and Sky
This is your blessing and your fate
That one day you will surely die
The Death of the World
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Thinking about the end of days is so distasteful that, to date, I do not recall ever
reading of such matters in a book about Wicca. As Pagan lore is filled with such matters
and as Wicca sees a beginning, middle and end to all things, one would think mention
of the end of the world might be included. After all, if we do not recognize that as a
potential, why would we fight against it? If one does not believe we may one day cause
the extinction of all living things on this earth, why bother to fight against that eventu-
ality? So then, incorporated into our lore we do see and end of all days just as surely as
we see an end of our days.
Ragnarok (Also known as Gotterdammerung or ‘Doom of Gods’)—Northern European
From the time of Ash and Elm, the Valkyries, Choosers of the Slain, have circled
the world for the Einherjar, those who in life battled the Outsiders and in death have
gone bravely. The Valkyries find these brave souls and bring them to the hall of Odin.
Called Valhalla, the Hall of the Slain, it is not a place where the brave will live forever
as the movie adaptation of the Norse Prayer suggests. It is a place where the Einherjar
train for Ragnarok, the doom of the gods. It is a place where the brave are brave, not
because they are promised immortality but because that is what they do and that is
what they will do until the very end.
The Winter Fimbulvetr will mark the beginning of that ending. It is the Winter of
all Winters, lasting three years with no summer between. All the earth will be blan-
keted with ice and snow. Battles will break out between nations as well as between kith
and kin. Everywhere there will be war. A wolf named Skoll will consume the sun. His
brother Hati will devour the moon. The stars will dwindle away, fading to sky that is
nothing but black. Day will become as night, and night will become darker than any
man can remember. The morning will be known only by the crow of three cocks. The
cock named Fjalar will wake the Outsiders, those who have challenged the gods and
lost. The cock named Gullinkambi will wake the Gods and a third cock will wake the
dead.
The Outsider Jormungand, the great serpent, will rise from the sea and move to-
wards land. In his wake, the oceans will swell, letting slip the ship Naglfar. In his wake
will the land quake, letting slip the bonds of Fenrir. The Earth and sky will turn to
poison in Jormungand’s wake. Hymir will sail the Naglfar, the ship of the Outsiders, to
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