Poking a bit of fun at my own countrymen.
Okay, a little bit of reflection on the times we live in, as 2016 is nearing its end.
I wrote this on a particularly unpleasant winter day at work.
The old guard fort on the island of Gotland called “Torsburgen”, might not have been named after the god of thunder, but I took that idea and other stories tied to Thor and the fort and rolled with it.
As I am wont to do these days, my inner image of the old Norse gods tend to be a mix of the old mythological beings and the Marvel movies.
Title borrowed from a certain fantasy series, a philosophical reflection on old and new religion. It also feels relevant in the light of recent US court decisions.
Today’s short story offering is like my own version of American Gods, in that it is a short tale about old gods coping in a modern world. I focus on just one pantheon though, the one I’m the most familiar with (though for funsies, I won’t give it away here).