A Pagan Tale Of Olde
The Wild Hunt is on. The Winter Solstice is here and warriors celebrate in the dogged pursuit of FPL points to all (especially me)! 🧝🏿♂️ ⚔
During the long nights of winter, hunters prepare whilst others slumber. Should you see the Hosts of the Hunt in the dead of night, beware! You could be whisked away, never to be seen again, falling behind as The Hunt gallops way into the distance ahead. 🌲🌲🌲🌕🐺🐺🐺
We are immediate discerners of person ’cause we see through to the soul. The righteous are embraced with gifts from our spoils and are invited for mead, and as we dance around the fire, the stars above join in the frivolities. 🔥🍺🍖
Those deemed unworthy are trampled beneath the fiery eyes of our 6-legged dark stallions, then left destitute in our wake! ☠😈💀
There are both Gods & Goddesses within our ranks, unholy spectres of enchantment & beauty. Many steely & faithful Warriors who’d help you as quickly as they’d sacrifice you should the heavens or fates deem it!
So as we revel in the excesses of Yule with our kin and extended tribes, as we reminisce on the glories of old and eagerly anticipate future conquests!! As we salute the fallen and the wanderers out in the wilds on their test of self. As we retell the times of incessant laughter, the embarrassing stories that you hate to love and what it is to be brethren… remember…
“Don’t be a cheeky scrub!”
⚔🍻🍻🍻 Happy Yule!! 😁 SKAL!!!! 🍻🍻🍻⚔
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