Hrindi : Queen Of Illusion
The Long Journey Back
As she lay staring up at the perfect deep blue sky the first thing she noticed was the beautiful scents the flowers gave off. It was wonderful ! Each flower had a different fragrance which produced an overall aroma that hovered over the field like an invisible mist. The sweet smell of these flowers was such a contrast to the awful smells she had experienced in the mound. In her tomb she was suffocated daily by the pungent odors of death and decay. The contrast between the present, and her nightmare past was so stark that she became emotional and began to cry.
Hrindi sat up to wipe away the tears that ran down her cheek, and as she did she noticed a little yellow flower, which for one reason or another did not develop, and was now dying. Hrindi was suddenly filled with a deep sense of dread, and helplessness. " NO ! " she cried out. " No ! You must not die ! I have seen death for too long, and I wish to see it no more ! " she screamed at the little flower. Hrindi knelt over the flower, and gently cupped it in both of her hands. The Queen of Illusion reached out with her mind, and formed the flower into its optimum size, shape and color. She smiled when she saw how beautiful the bloom now appeared. Then her smile turned to a frown when she realized it was not real, but was just an illusion. With a wave of her hand and a thought from her mind she wiped the illusion away. For a moment Hrindi stood with her eyes transfixed on the tiny flower waiting for it to revert back to its dying form. The flower, however, remained full of life, and as vibrant as all the other healthy flowers. It was then that Hrindi realized that she no longer possessed only the ability to create illusions, but could now do something that very few were capable of doing. Hrindi could now conjure through her mind magic spells which could alter reality permanently ! This was something that she never dreamed possible for a Jotun. As she stared at the little bloom she also became aware that she now controlled the power to create life...... or destroy it ! Hrindi looked up from the flower and gazed off at the distant mountain peaks of Jotunheim. With a wicked smile on her face, and a grim determination in her heart, Hrindi decided that it was now time to pay her tormentors a visit !
Hrindi walked until the sun went down before reaching the base of the first mountain that lead up into Jotunheim. She was very tired, and her feet ached with a throbbing pain. Hrindi also had not eaten all day, and was very hungry. As she stood below an old oak tree she noticed that almost every branch had a number of acorns on them. " If only they were delicious fruit instead of awful acorns. " she thought out loud. Just as she was about to look away the acorns on the branch closest to her began to change shape, and color. Instead of a dozen green - brown acorns dangling before her, now there were beautiful ripe red apples. Once again she tried to wave the illusion away, and once more she realized that it was not an illusion, but was instead a reality that she had conjured up with her new found, and very powerful magic. After a hearty meal of various magical fruits Hrindi lay down to sleep. Her magic could create life, and change objects, but it did not have the ability to alleviate her exhaustion.
The next morning Hrindi awoke to the sounds of birds chirping. One bird in particular had come very close to where she had been sleeping. It stood on a flat rock, and seemed to be picking at something green at its feet. Hrindi got up, rubbed her eyes, and slowly walked over to the rock. What she saw angered her. The bird of prey, was trying to kill a large lizard that had been trying to warm itself on the rock in the cool morning air. In a fit of rage Hrindi put out a hand in front her, and created a strong wind which she directed at the bird. In an instant the bird was blown off of the rock, and into a tree. The stunned bird fell to the ground injured, but not dead. The bird of prey flapped its wings in circles on the ground for a few moments before regaining its equilibrium and flying away.
Hrindi stooped over the rock and saw that the little lizard was badly injured. As she examined it further she noticed that the bird had almost ripped off one of its rear legs. " I can fix that my little green friend. " she told the lizard with a big smile. Hrindi placed two fingers over the leg where the joint had been ripped out. A ray of healing light gently bathed the little lizard as it stood on the rock mesmerized by the Giant that hovered over it. When the leg was healed, the light slowly disappeared. To Hrindi' s surprise the lizard did not scamper away, but instead sat on the rock looking up at her. As it studied her it moved its head from side to side as if trying to ask a question. " Now that is better isn' t it ? " Hrindi asked. The creature said nothing of course, but just stared up at her the way faithful Midgardians looked up at their Gods .
As she stood there Hrindi became aware that her feet were still very sore and swollen from the previous day's journey. She gave the little green creature a smile . " If only you were bigger, and could fly, I would not have to walk all the way to Jotunheim ! " she told the lizard with a chuckle. Suddenly her whimsical thought became a serious desire ! The lizard began to slowly grow. Out of the top of its shoulders appeared tiny wings which grew larger and larger as the creature grew in size. Along the creature's back large humps formed which decreased in size as they made their way down to its tail, that now had large sharp bones protruding from both sides. Huge yellow claws grew like weeds among grass out of its toes on each foot, and its mouth became filled with row after row of sharp white teeth.
Hrindi stepped back and exclaimed : " Oh my ! What have I done !? " The lizard dragon reared up on its hind legs, and roared as it towered over her. She was about to make the creature disappear when it flopped back down on its front legs and with a shooting tongue licked her face. Hrindi smiled, and let out a little giggle. " Oh, you are wonderful ! " she told her new dragon friend. " Can I ride you ? " she asked . Then, as though it could understand the witch, the dragon turned and placed its tail on the ground in front of Hrindi. The Queen of Illusion laughed with joy as she walked up the tail, and sat between two of its humps behind its neck. " What a perfect saddle these humps make ! " she told the dragon as she ran her hand over one. Then Hrindi conjured a rope out of a spiders web that was hanging in between two branches, and carefully placed it around the dragon's neck to use as reins. As she gently kicked the dragon into flight, she shouted : " I think I will call you .....Fjallið Drekinn ! " The dragon then opened its mouth, and spewed forth liquid fire. Hrindi raised her eyebrows when she saw the flames shooting out of the dragon's mouth. " Well,.... that is very interesting my little Fjallið Drekinn! " she shouted into the wind as they flew away.
End Chapter 2
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.
Next : Chapter 3 : The Land Of The Old Jotuns