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Where the Map Ends

What the Wolf Was Promised

A visit to the Gosforth Cross in Cumbria prompts a retelling of Fenrir's binding and the fate the Norse sources give him at Ragnarök.

At the Well of Urd

An account of the Norns, the three women who set the fates of gods and mortals alike at the foot of the world tree, and of how uncertain their thread-work really is in the old sources.

The Silence of the Stillhart

A record of hill-country testimony concerning the Stillhart, a stag so still that trees root in its antlers, and of the silence it lays upon those who see it.

When the Hunt Rides Overhead

A survey of the Wild Hunt, the storm-borne procession of masked riders and howling hounds that recurs across European folklore as a warning to those still walking the roads below.

The Threshold Must Be Guarded

A look at the old European practice of laying salt and iron at doorways to bar witches, spirits and the fae from crossing into the house.

The Guardian Cat of Bubastis

A visit to the ruined temple town of Bubastis, seat of the cat goddess Bastet, and a look at how a working household animal became a ward against unseen harm.

The Laughter on the Ridge

A journal entry on the tengu, the long-nosed mountain spirits of Japan, recorded among the cedars of Mount Kurama where they are said to still watch the paths after dark.

The Spider Who Bought the Stories

In Akan tradition, every tale told under the stars is technically Anansi's property, won from the sky god through cunning rather than strength. I went looking for how that debt is still spoken of.

The Lantern That Walks Itself

A survey of the tanuki, Japan's shapeshifting raccoon dog, and the strange lantern-lights said to follow lonely mountain roads at dusk.

The Beast Mistaken for Land

A journal entry on the hafgufa, the vast Norse sea creature said to be so still and so large that sailors mistook its back for an island, sometimes at fatal cost.

The Hammer Carried Close

A small cast pendant, shaped like a hammer with a short handle, was worn at the throat across Viking-age Scandinavia as protection against the disorder of the world. I went looking for what it actually meant to those who wore it, and found the answer was never quite settled.

The Worm in the Mound

A journal entry on the wyrm, the serpent-dragon of Norse and British tradition that coils through barrows, rivers and the roots of the world tree, always keeping close to buried gold.
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