The Abduction Of Thrudr
The little Dwarf had an awful time making his way up the great mountain that lead to the Midgard border. He often times had to crawl over large boulders, and when he could not climb up on top of them he had to detour around them to get to the other side. The summit was a relief, but it was only a momentary victory. The down slope on the other side of the mountain was so steep that he could not keep his footing, and fell repeatedly. After cursing Hrungnir over and over, he found that if he slid down the steepest parts on his butt, he could avoid the painful falls. By the time he reached the base of the mountain the little Dwarf was cut and bruised in more places than he could count.
After crossing a small body of water on a ferry, the little Dwarf rested for a few moments before moving on. When he came near the border with Midgard, Bofur noticed a rather large mound off on the side of the path where nothing grew. Only mold covered the damp ground on this spot, while only a short distance away green grass and flowers grew in abundance. As the Dwarf approached the mound, suddenly a ghostly specter came up out of the ground, and hung over the spot like a fog on a cool morning. The shimmering figure looked directly at him, and pointed a dripping bony finger at Bofur. " Why have you disturbed my sleep little one ! " she bellowed. Bofur wanted to run, but he was somehow mesmerized by the witch who had appeared before him. " I... I.... I..... was passing by, and wondered why nothing grows here on this mound . " the Dwarf answered. The witch laughed, a hollow distant echo. " When the Jotuns killed me they cursed the very ground into which I was thrown ! Now nothing will grow on this spot that is sacred only to me ! " she screamed in a high pitch tone. Bofur gulped loud enough to be heard before speaking again. " Well... thank you.... I.... I....believe I will be going now ! " he told her as he turned to walk away.
The witch moved away from her mound, and floated in front of the Dwarf blocking his way. " I know of your journey little one. An abducted girl, and the daughter of a God too ! This will lead only to disaster ! I can see in mind angry Gods coming this way. The message you carry is a bad omen of future tragedy. Yes ! I see a Jotun fleeing, and a vision of death. Soon on this very field my mound will be joined by others ! " she told the dwarf. " I really must be going now ! " Bofur told the witch nervously. The misty figure slowly moved back over her mound, and as she began to descend back into the moldy ground she laughed, a horrible, wicked laugh. As sore as he was Bofur began to run as fast as he could ! The little Dwarf did not stop until he reached the Midgard border. There Bofur was able to rest in the relative safety of Midgard before moving on.
Bofur had been told many tales about the great entrance to Asgard. He had reached the great falls where the Rainbow Bridge supposedly reached down to Midgard, but the little Dwarf could not see any trace of it. He searched around the falls all morning without any luck. As morning gave way to the afternoon the clouds began to break, and Sunna began to shine through the breaks in the clouds. Bofur was sitting and eating some of the delicious mushrooms that he grew himself in his cave, when he suddenly saw an amazing sight. The little Dwarf dropped the mushrooms he had in his hand and stood up with his mouth wide open in awe. As the rays of Sunna's light hit the great falls a huge curved bridge shimmered in the mist . Bofur through his pack over his shoulder, and ran over to where the bridge seemed to hit the earth. For a moment the little Dwarf stood there in shock as he stared at the great beauty of Bifrost. Within the glowing rainbow colors of the bridge it seemed to burn with tiny flames. And yet when he carefully stepped upon its surface it was cool to the touch. The bridge was long ! Much longer than he had been told. He estimated it took him several days to reach the golden gates of Asgard. As he walked up to the entrance to the golden realm a stoic figure stepped forward and stopped him. " Dwarf ! Why have you come to the realm of the Gods ? " Heimdall half asked, half demanded. " I am here to visit my friend who works as a blacksmith for the Gods. " he told the guardian of the rainbow bridge. This was not a total lie, Sindri was a friend of his, and he did work for the Gods as a blacksmith. This was of course not the true purpose of his visit, and Bofur worried that the Gods sentinel would guess his true mission. " Then pass little one, and welcome to Asgard ! " Heimdall said without a smile. The little Dwarf was relieved when he heard Heimdall' s words. Bofur nodded respectfully as he passed the God and began his journey through Asgard to Thor's great hall Bilskirnir.
The little Dwarf was careful not to be seen by too many Gods on his way to Thor's hall. Where possible Bofur hid behind a rock, or a tree, until the Gods passed, and it was safe to come out. The few Gods he did see on the road to Bilskirnir paid little, or no attention to him. The Asgardians would either give him a polite nod, or ignore the Dwarf altogether. When Bofur reached the golden steps to Thor's great hall he was amazed at how large and beautiful it was. The gold, the silver, the shining marble ! The little Dwarf shook his head : " I do not have time for this ! " he said to himself. Bofur quickly reached into his bag, and pulled out the tablet. He wanted the message to be easily seen so he laid it up against the golden door. " There ! They cannot help but see Hrungnir' s ransom note where I left it ! " he said as he stepped back. With his mission completed Bofur quickly turned and walked away from Bilskirnir.
Bofur decided to change his plans slightly. He wanted to leave Asgard as quickly as possible, but he feared that if he left too soon Heimdall would become suspicious. So the little Dwarf slowly made his way to his friend Sindri's blacksmith shop, on the other side of Asgard. This time, however, he made sure that as many Gods as possible observed him on his way. He politely said hello to every Asgardian that he passed on the road, and even asked for directions from one young God named Forseti. Sindri was very surprised to see his old friend here in Asgard. So much so that he shut down his shop and spent the day with his old friend. Bofur had been very careful to cover his tracks here in Asgard, but he never noticed the two ravens that flew from tree to tree and watched his every move.
- End Chapter 3
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.
Next : Chapter 4 : Missing !