tyrgodofjustice:

So I’ve been looking into some Norse gods, and found some interesting information about one of Sigyn’s best known kennings, “Incantation Fetter”: in that context, ‘fetter’ means either to control or to break, and ‘incantation’ of course refers to magic.

So Sigyn’s name means “Victory Woman” and her most famous nickname basically translates to “Cursebreaker”.

People can spout off all they want about Sigyn being useless, boring, etc etc, but I’d say she must have kicked some serious ass to earn those kind of monikers from a warrior culture like the Norse.

bothwolvesandgirls:

Sigyn is fire, the fire that keeps you warm in the woods and heats your food and keeps you alive, the fire that lights up your night and guides you in the dark. But you still wouldn’t try to touch it because it would burn.

Sigyn is fire, she is caring and gentle, but she is fire

nathanialroyale:

“Faithful” is the only word they allow me.
As if my tears when my son was killed
Ripped by his brother-wolf,
As if his live entrails binding your body
Were nothing.

I am nothing to them but faithful
As my hands grip the wooden bowl
Protecting your eyes from dripping venom
Protecting your eyes from the world.

The poison drips, adds to the burden
In my bowl. It fills with revenge.
You feel the drops when I leave
To empty the bowl
Falling into your eyes.
Your body shudders, shakes the ground
That you are held to,
Gripped by the last embrace
Of our son.

His brother howls, hear the
Lament for his murdered brother.
He does not howl for you.
But I am faithful, holding
time in a fading grasp.

Do the gods see that you will break the binds?
Do they know the pain that will make you fight?
Do they care that I am the one who holds Ragnarok away?

Oh, Loki, my husband,
My arms are tired.

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