The Creation of Rac, His mother Brun

This is a tale from the Northeast, the land of the great forest east of the Great River, form the land of the Norse, who took that name in honor of their God Odin, who they believe is the Odin of our earth. There is animosity between Odin and Brun, and Father and Son, so much so that the Father's and Son's priest dare not cross the East Fork of the Great River'

It is the true origin story of Rac, but it is not told in the West because it is quite disrespectful of the three, less so of Mother, but Son is shown as petty and spiteful and followed by evil priest. Most will say that that may have been true, but the Son has changed, that he was reborn as a man and lived, suffered and died and has learn mercy. In fact in a number of tales told in the west of his actions before his life as a man the line is used  "because he had not yet learned mercy, he had not yet lived as a man." In many ways this is true, but this tale if you read deeply into the hints should make you ask who was really converted that faithful day in Remus Son or Twister.  Yes, I know I have yet tell that tale, but it is out lined as it is believed in the west in the discussions of the gods.

Things to know.

Brun is not the Daughter of Odins body but she is the Daughter of his soul.
Brun is the daughter of the Protector, who fell and became the Evil One.

The Creation of Rac, His mothers great journey from the east into the west.

Now Odin and his adopted daughter Brunhilde, Brun for short, decided to go on a journey of discovery. Burn was the daughter of Protector before he became the Evil One and an imagined. She had not fallen with her father, as anyone who looked at her soul could tell. Her soul was as bright as the sun, so bright that you had to look away. The Totems and Snake Woman had asked to look the first time Odin and Brun had crossed the Great River, from the great forest in the northeast. She had stood before them dressed in a simple white tunic, pale of skin, black of hair and eyes, Five foot tall, body still that of a girl and she told them, please look. The gods did that magic that lets you see the soul and they saw both Odin's and Brun's souls. Blazing pillars of light so bright that they had to look away, so bright that they could not stand to look at them. After that, the gods of the north called them the bright ones and welcomed them where ever they roamed because like the Odin of the other earth, which most believed he was, he liked to wonder the the lands spear in his hand , Raven on his shoulder.

So Odin and Brun set out and Raven flew from his home by the western ocean and joined them as was his practice, when they went on their journeys. They crossed the the great bridge over the eastern fork of the great river. The bridge that now lays broken and submerged because because Odin had to break it to stop the great shaman 300 years ago.

They journeyed through the great forest, between the forks of the great river. That land that is now kept clear of trees by, to our great curse, the great burn. They walked the great road , the road that the Protector had built to stop the peoples from drifting apart as they expanded into the world. The road that still remained in that land because Odin would not let the priest of the Son enter his land. At last they came to the great bridge over the the western fork of the great river, the one that still stands. The bridge where Son and Odin met for the one and only time. Son and his army of priest came to the bridge and demanded to cross for they were cleansing the idols and Gods Eyes of the Protector from the lands, as he was a fallen god turned to evil.

Odin stood on the bridge as the Norse militia poured thousands of Idols and hundreds of thousand of gods eyes at the sons feet. After all of the idols and eyes were laid at the son's feet , the militia moved back across the bridge to stand arrayed in their thousands. The Norse like the Children all train for battle every man and every woman armed. Odin stood in the middle of the bridge and said, “These are all of the idols and eyes of the protector in my land. You can take them and throw them in the paradise gate and destroy them, but you will not pass this river, I will not have you or your murdering priest in my land.”

Son stood on the bank of the river, shook his bow at Odin and cried,”I demand Justice. I must cross the river and cleans the land of the fallen ones priest.

Odin took his bow from his shoulder and fitted an arrow to it and replied, “I have looked into the souls of the men and women, who were priest of the Protector. I have made them my priest. Their souls are pure golden flame, unlike the dark and corrupt souls of your priest. Their souls are so black, that they should be afraid to sleep at night, least the furies kill them in their dreams. So go before I destroy your body and force you to go through the gate for a new one. For you will burn and scream as you pass through the gate, your soul has grown black with corruption not as black as your priest but black enough that you will burnas long as your mother did after the first betrayal.”

Son was enraged and reached for one of his diamond tipped arrows, those arrows that bring the fire of the sun to the earth. But Odin was faster, before the son could remove the arrow from its quiver a loud boom rolled away from the bridge. Son stood transfixed an arrow in his eye. His soul fled his body.

Snake Woman, who followed it to the paradise gate, says he burned for a full two days before he could pass and reclaim a new body as he emerged. He has never returned to the northeast and he has not crossed the bridge since that day.

At the bridge his priest slunk away having seen their god die. Many of them made the mistake of sleeping that night and the furies took them in their dreams. Less than two in ten walked away. Of the 200 thousand, Son brought to the bridge 160,000 died and their souls never came to the gate. Since it is know by all, that the Furies only take those who: murder, aid in murder, rape and/or abuse children, one must ask how did a god of good attract so many evil men and women? Then again the furies judge differently than others, to them evil done in the name of righteousness is still evil; to them the excuse my god demanded it of me means nothing. Therefore, it is better to follow the golden rule, than an unjust god because if you do follow the god you better stay awake or the furies will kill you in your dreams.

Odin and Brun crossed this famous bridge, said hello to Catfish below in the water and met Snake woman and Bull on the other side. The now five gods journeyed on, walking beside the great road which Son and his priest had broken. As they crossed the land, they stopped each night at one of the great shamans camps. Odin and Raven would entertain long into the night with wondrous stories of the earth and their other earth; while all of the people fell in love with the bright and joyful Brun. Now you may be wondering how the gods were able to stay in the real word and not have to retreat into spirit land as even the great gods do. They were able to stay because of Brun. There are only three gods whose bodies are not made from belief, the Evil One, and his two daughters Twister and Brun. Some say that Protector only had one daughter with a soul. If that is true there are only two gods, whose bodies are not belief and something else is going on here. The bodies of these god be there three or two are made of a mixture of real matter and the void, they can exist in the real without being drained. More importantly Brun radiates belief. Those, who can see belief, say it is as much like looking directly into the sun, much as looking into her soul is. It is said, that even to those without the power to see, she glowed, the room brightened when she walked in. Brun believed in her friends and they bathed in her belief.

So they progressed across the Bison lands leaving a swath of love and affection in its wake. As they traveled, the people flocked to see them and Brun gave of herself as the gods passed and many were healed, even those the great shamans could not heal and the people gave themselves to her; to Snake Woman's and Bull's joy, they took her as one of their gods. Being Brun, she believed in the people and the people in turn believed in her and this belief radiated outward and people were healed and and the grass grew greener and taller for ten miles on either side of the road. As they traveled onward more and more people began to follow drawn by her healing and her love until at last a great multitude was following them. The belief flowed between the multitude, at least 80,000 men women, and children followed after her. As belief flowed between Brun and the people and the people and her, it grew stronger and stronger until Brun truly glowed. She, their pure, even those who can not see could now see her soul, little, at 5 foot she was small for the amount of power flowing through her, demon, she always acknowledge she was the daughter of the Protector, child, she appeared to be a girl of 12, Goddess of love, which they could feel pour from her, the people loved her and knew all of these things, so first in jest and then in earnest, they made it one of her call names she was their, Pure, Little, Demon, Child, Goddess of Love. This made Brun laugh but it made Odin proud so for the love of her father, she accepted it with a glowing grin. So Brun was, with the love of the people and the gods flowing through her, a pillar of light brighter than the sun. The power was growing to strong for even Brun to control, she pumped much of it away into the gods so much so that their souls expanded, but it was still to much. She expanded the circle of healing to 20 miles which was the maximum distance such powers could go, so much power that she was afraid that the other gods would be destroyed by it and was not even certain she could survive. She could of channeled it away to one of her blood markers on the moon, which her other father had her place when he took her there one day, but that would be a waste of the gift that the people where giving her. Then she looked at the broken road, the gift of her father to humanity, now destroyed by Son and his spiteful priest, and she understood what she needed to do. She walked to the center of the road motioning the gods to follow after. She arranged them across the broken road. She put Odin and Raven on the outside because they were the oldest and the strongest and would have to form the guardrails and gutters as well as the road. She placed Snake woman and Bull in the middle of the road. Brun asked each of them to be responsible for shaping a 20 foot lane of road as they moved forward. Then she shaped four necklaces of stone with a fine stone chain and a pendent the size and shape of a sling stone and she cut her palm and grasped each stone placing some of her blood on each of them. When she presented Odin his, he laughed and asked, “Sling Stones why sling stones?”

She grinned, which was now so blindingly bright that only Odin could look at it, and answered, “That is what the father of my body always uses and I also do it to honor the father of my soul.”

Raven who was near by at the time asked himself, “When did she figure it out?”. Then he said as he often did during this journey, “Wicked, Wicked Child”

And she laughed and answered him him as she always will, “Yes, I am.”

After giving her gifts to the gods, she mind called the fire and full blood shamans, witches to you and me, to come forward and over 600 came forward out of the multitude and approached the gods. She asked them if she could go into their minds and teach them something and such was their love and trust in her that all agreed. So she taught them how to carve and shape stone with their minds, going as far as showing them how to brake the strongest bonds between atoms, those bonds found between carbon in diamonds. This was not something they had to know for what she wanted them to do for her because they would be working with glass and not crystallized stone, but they may have needed to do the other someday. Once she was sure they all know how to perform the task she showed them what she wanted them to do. She asked them to come behind the gods and crave the guardrails into reliefs of the gods stone cartoons as it was of all of the gods that where present on the journey, to honor them but as long as they weren't rude they could make them do what ever they wanted to use their imaginations. Then she had one more request, that to mark the miles they would crave reliefs of the Furies the male on the North and the female on the south looking across the road at each other. Then she showed them in their minds the two furies because these were good people and had never even been warned by them in their dreams. The male was tall and muscular and the female was small with subtle curves and even if the first thing the shamans noticed about them was the teeth and talons the still was a strange beauty about then that struck the very soul. When asked why use the Furies to mark the miles, she laughed and sent, “To remind everyone what happened happened to those who had broken the road and as a warning as to what would happen to them, who would do it again, and it was also to honor the father and daughter who protected humanity from those who would harm their own kind.

Then she asked them to form themselves into covens and they did and there were 46. Brun laughed thinking of all that imagination working poking loving fun at the gods. She lined the covens up 23 to a side told them that for each relief they they would have 20 feet of curb and as they finished one they were to leap frog the other covens and start another cartoon down the road. The covens all laughingly agreed and the coven leaders meshed their minds together and they started planning their jokes they would crave into the shiny black stone.

The grinning Pure, Little, Demon, Girl, Goddess of love turned from the covens and started across the broken road to move past and in front of the waiting gods and as she walked forward thought to her self, “Wicked, Wicked child. Yes, I am.” and everyone felt the laughter that radiated with the healing power from her. Once she was pasted the gods she looked out at the broken remains of her fathers gift to humanity, which she about to repair, which Son had broken in spite and the thought went out to everyone, “What should I do to him for this crime against all. Shoot him in the eye,” the multitude, who had heard Snake Woman's story, completed it with her, “ and watch him burn in the gate.” It was lucky that she was facing away from them all because the light that came from her grin was brighter than the sun, a Nova Raven would say. With that she started forward, dissolving the broken road before her turning the stone into a gray mist that rose in a great cloud over her head. As she moved forward she cut a tench 90 foot wide and 5 feet deep, once she was far enough forward the stone mist seemed to be sucked into her and burst forth from the four gods pendents. The gods began to reform the road.

The road the road they formed was 80 feet wide with 4 foot tall curbs with 5 foot deep by five foot wide drainage ditches on either side. Once they started forward, Brun dimmed as the power flowed through her and she used it to break the molecular bonds and levitate the molecules into a mist, while also feeding her belief into the other gods and into the covens to aid them in their work.

Once enough of the road had been laid down, the covens started their portion of the great work. Much to their surprise they did not have to dip into their personal reserves as Brun's belief flowed into them and they felt how it was to work with power of belief like gods. Even the multitude who were not personally working on the project could see that they were also contributing to the work. Because as Brun dimmed and the gray stone mist dimmed the sun, the mist reacted to the belief flowing into their little love and they could see the golden trace of the belief flowing from them, growing brighter as it came together and flowed into Brun and back out of her to the four other gods and to the covens and even to them. Seeing this, their belief and love for her deepen even more and Brun brightened once more. So everyone started forward walking forward over the road that the gods made.

The great work progressed across the land a rate of a moderate walk, the rate of someone making a long but steady journey. About 2 hours before the sun set, Brun had the gods stop and as she walked forward still cutting the road bed they formed a simple structure of a thin stone roof supported by stone pillars. So everyone would have shelter for the night.

Everyone watched, as Brun walked back up the road bed and their hearts melted with love for their little demon child.

Brun worried as she came back. She was concerned for the people that had come to follow her, many of them had been drawn to her and had come without planning without enough food. She looked at the grass lands that lay on either side of the road. It was short grass prairie, it didn't receive enough rain to grow the dense forest found east of the river, but this section was choked with bramble and weeds that had displaced the grass on which the bison fed. It had not felt the cleansing power of fire for a long time. By the time, she had walked back to the end of the road and had been lifted out of the trench by the smiling Odin, she had determined the next use for the great power that still flowed.

Brun was determined to do two things about the problem of food, first tonight she would feed the multitude and at the same time she would teach the witches how to feed the people on their own. But first she would have to do something about keeping them warm and providing good water.

By this time, Brun was just glowing softly, brighter than the full moon but still to safe to look at. While over head in the darkening sky a fountain of light could be seen on the moon. She walk to the shelter and passed through the multitude to the side opposite the road were there was a slight slope down to a creek, that flowed beside the road. The people parted as she past, not out of fear but love, at this point no one would do any thing to inconvenience the little goddess that held all of their hearts. When she reached the far side, she examined the creek and smiled, to the east the creak passed over a ledge of hard stone forming a rapid with a pool behind it and because of the slope the pool was about 10 feet above the camp site. She sent to Odin and told him what she wanted a raised stone trough on the back side of the shelter and told the the other gods to form some tables to be set on the shelter side of the trough.

She then she took a rock from the ground, formed it into the shape of a sling stone, cut her hand and blooded the stone. Now, I make this sound an easy thing, but know this Brun and Twister feel pain the same as you and I and if you ask her why someone, it would take the fires of the sun to destroy, needs to feel pain she'll say, “It's to protect you from me, not me from you.” This seems rather cryptic until you realize how dangerous her blood is when spilled by accident or in anger, a single drop will suck the life out of you.

Brun set the stone on the ground, where it began to melt the soil and then the bed rock turning it into the now familiar gray stone mist. The stone dissolved a hole ten inches in diameter, lined with a layer of two inch thick witch glass, a pipe, in the ground. Brun sent the stone in the direction of the pool above the rapid and it formed its pipe as it moved. Odin took the mist and first formed a stand pipe to a height of 3 feet above the ground were it made a right angle turn. Then he formed a u shaped trough on top a honeycombed stone stand. Once the trough had reached 90 yards in length, Odin formed a lip on the back side of the trough where the excess water could drain away back to the creek, down an exposed granite slope. Once he was finished, the other gods took the stone mist, that now seemed to come from just over Bruns head and not from the hole as it did at first, and began to form tables, and the covens at Odin's suggestion began to form small bowls and platters. While this was happening Brun just stood there, a cloud a stone mist forming above her head, she seemed to be far away and she was, her conciseness was with the stone, devolving the rock, forming the pipe and directing the path of the stone.

At last, she broke through into the pool and flew herself, the stone, back to her waiting hand and she was herself again.

The water burbled and gurgled as it flowed along the stone pipe below the ground pushing a rush of air before it; until at last it burst free and went frothing down the trough. Brun took one of the bowls, offered to her by a shaman from the coven nearest to her and dipped it into the clear flowing water and inspected the full bowel before she drank looking deep inside the water and smiled when she found it was pure. As she took her first drink she smiled even broader still as the shaman took another bowel and also checked the water before he drank. Then she sent to all, “The water is clean as this wise man can attest” as she reached up to touch the shaman on the shoulder.