Twilight of the Gods (2024) s01e06 Episode Script
Now Hear Of...
1
[dramatic opening theme music plays]
[music ends]
[Andvari] Now hear of myths.
And men.
And memory.
[fire crackling]
Tales told in the dark.
- [birds chirping]
- [gentle music plays]
[Leif scoffs playfully, chuckles]
Ah.
[Thyra grunting]
[dramatic music plays]
[Leif chuckles]
[Thyra grunts]
[Thyra panting]
- [Leif grunts]
- [gasps]
- [thuds]
- [grunts]
[Tiwaz speaks in Vanir
in low, gravelly voice]
He praises you, The Weeping.
Says you put up
a good fight at Hoenir's shrine,
but it will be better
to fight by your side.
[Tiwaz speaks in Vanir]
[solemn instrumental music playing]
[indistinct conversations and laughter]
[music becomes hopeful]
Do you think we'll see the Dancing Lights?
You will.
And if you eat these,
you'll see much more besides.
[munches]
Go slow.
No need. We dwarves grew up on these.
[Sigrid] Is there a man here
who'll give us a story?
- Speak, storyteller.
- [Sigrid] Who will speak?
It's good luck
to hear a story before battle.
[Sigrid munches]
Then let us tell many in turns.
[clears throat]
Now hear the fable of Fenja and Menja.
- Sisters sold to a sea-king.
- [somber music plays]
Who were taken in shackles
aboard the king's ship
- and chained to a magic millstone.
- [chains clinking]
[rats squeaking]
They were made to grind salt
and never to stop.
- [turning wheel clanking]
- [salt pouring]
- So they did what mortals do.
- [rat squeaking]
In their time of sorrow, they sang a song
and told a story true.
They sang of the mountains,
their motherland.
They were giants bred and born.
[dramatic music plays]
The king hoarded the salt for hungry times
and demanded even more.
It was not for the eating,
but to salt the earth,
to ruin the realms of his foes.
As the women kept at their weary work,
the ocean frothed and foamed.
The longship cracked in the currents!
And still, the sisters ground.
Their turning wheel, it churned the waves,
and the slaver king did drown.
[music fades]
The ship, it sank.
And the women, they sang.
For they were finally free.
It is said the great mill
is grinding there still,
which is why there is salt in the sea.
[all whooping and cheering]
[Sigrid and Leif chuckle]
Wow.
[sighs]
My father used to tell me
that story at bedtime.
Who else has a giant's tale?
I do.
Now hear of Odin's wall!
The wall we'll smash tomorrow!
For what's giant-built
can be giant-broken!
It was long ago,
after Odin's first fortress
had fallen to the golden Vanir.
The Aesir needed a new wall.
[dramatic orchestral music plays]
A builder came to the gods.
He would make them a wall
that none could break or scale.
They asked his price.
Came the answer, the sun, the moon,
and Freya's hand in marriage.
- Enter Loki.
- [eerie sting]
He brokered a deal, and the deal was this.
Finish the wall, with no help,
and in a third of the time proposed,
and the sun, moon,
and Freya would be given.
- [horse neighs]
- All winter the builder hauled
pieces of mountain.
Only his horse, Svadilfari,
was allowed to aid him.
But to the Aesir's horror,
he moved quickly.
Freya raved.
She'd not be traded as a concubine.
Not again.
But Baldr came to her with a suspicion.
Perhaps the man was more than he seemed.
Perhaps he was a giant.
Enter Loki.
He offered to cheat.
And well he should, the gods agreed,
for he'd made this deal.
And if they lost the sun
and moon and Freya,
they'd have Loki's head a'spitted.
Enter Loki,
who appeared to Svadilfari
as a beautiful mare.
[mare neighing]
The stallion smelled her heat, and so,
entered Loki.
[all laughing]
[Dahl] The giant,
- for indeed, the builder was a giant
- [Svadilfari neighing]
could not finish without his horse.
The Aesir laughed,
delighted to have got their wall for free.
And when the giant protested
their treachery
- [dramatic music plays]
- he died by a hammer
[squelches]
as so many giants have.
- [colt neighing]
- Enter Loki,
who returned months later
with a strange young colt he'd mothered.
He gave the horse to Odin as a gift.
And the gods learned
that Loki was willing to fuck even himself
if it was to his advantage.
[all laughing]
So our Egill has a patron god!
Egill, when you make love,
are you the stallion or the mare?
- [hand thuds]
- You want to know if I like being fucked?
You want to know how it feels?
I'll tell you how it feels.
Now hear of Egill and his duel.
[mysterious music plays]
[Egill] I have carvings for sale.
Graven gods for worship! Chessmen!
Fetishes for luck and love!
Each one comes with a story!
[ominous music plays]
- [gasps, grunts]
- [clacks]
Ow! Help! Please!
- [men grunting]
- Somebody help!
[groans] Stop!
I'm begging you, please! Stop!
- [foot thuds]
- [Egill groans]
[music fades]
[footsteps approaching]
[Egill groans]
[groaning weakly]
- [gasps]
- [Odric] It's all right. They've gone.
- My name is Odric. Odd.
- [gentle music plays]
- [chuckles softly]
- [bubbling]
[footsteps approaching]
It's a healing cup.
The runes will help you.
So my grandfather would say.
He died last year.
Are they magic?
My grandfather said the best wood
for magic comes from driftwood.
If you see two pieces
wash ashore together, it's a sign.
Because man and woman were made
from driftwood. At the beginning.
[chuckles shyly] Uh
It's just a story.
[Egill] We were friends.
And then, a few weeks later,
we were more.
[both moaning softly]
[tense music plays]
[Egill] Odd's brother stood as my accuser.
I had seduced Odd, he claimed.
The lawspeakers say
a man may fuck another in conquest,
but not in love.
And scorn come to him who's taken.
Ergi, I was called.
Unmanly.
This man lies,
and I call him a liar!
I will prove it with a sword
and cut the lies from his throat!
The duel was to be a holmgang.
There was an island nearby
reserved for such contests.
My father came as my second.
He was proud.
- [man 1] Show him what you're made of.
- [man 2] This is the honorable thing.
[man 3] Here we go.
[yells]
- [men laughing excitedly]
- [both grunting]
[grunting]
- [shield clangs]
- [grunts]
- [man laughs appreciatively]
- [groans]
[ominous music plays]
[boy] Come on! Come on! Get up!
[man 4] He's ready to fight!
[grunts]
[groans]
[man 5] Punish him!
- [man 6] Finish him!
- [grunts]
- [Egill grunts]
- [groans]
- [chokes, gasps]
- [eerie music plays]
[choking]
- [people cheering, laughing]
- [music fades]
- [man 7] Yes!
- [man 8 laughing] Did you see that?
[ghostly whispering]
[solemn choral music plays]
[Egill] My knife had carved true.
As always.
And so I proved my virtue.
I'm sorry, my friend.
[wind gusting]
[eerie music plays]
- [whooshing]
- [slow drumbeat playing]
Time now.
It is time.
You are sure?
There will be violence soon.
You will need strength.
- I can give it.
- Then give it.
Give me the story you keep locked away.
- [magic whooshing, crackling]
- [unsettling music plays]
[Ulfr] The cold.
The air was cold, and the child was cold,
and his blood was cold.
Ulfr saved the boy,
saved him from a wolf.
And Ulfr had a wolf's skin,
and he gave it to the child.
Ulfr made a fire for the child,
made the child look and smile,
but the cold still came,
and the fire was cold
- [moans]
- and cold, and Ulfr was cold!
But the child's blood was warm.
And his blood was in the fire,
and the blood smoked gold.
Ulfr ate,
and the wolf skin
was back on Ulfr's shoulders.
Ulfr was warm, and the meat was warm.
It was warm in Ulfr's mouth
and in his gut,
and the warmth was gold,
and it was gold.
- And it was gold.
- [magic rippling]
[magic whooshes]
[Ulfr] But the gold was blood,
and the gold was death,
and the wolf skin ate Ulfr.
Ulfr ate the child!
Ulfr was a wolf!
[groans]
- [magic whooshes]
- [moans]
[grunts]
[music fading]
Egill.
[mysterious music plays]
[Ulfr] I live
a bad life.
I want to die better.
- You shall have that chance.
- [Hervor gasps]
[Hervor shudders]
It's too much. [gasps]
[Andvari] Hervor!
[music fades]
- [panting]
- [gentle music plays]
[grunts]
[both panting]
Hervor.
You're safe.
It's all right.
There is so much out there.
How are you so calm?
Because dwarves know their mushroom.
What are you looking at?
- [whooshing]
- [mysterious music plays]
[chuckling]
- [laughs deliriously]
- [carnivalesque music plays]
[Andvari groans]
[chuckling]
[both laughing]
Oh. I need to run.
[Andvari panting]
[grunts]
[laughing deliriously]
[music fading]
And what about you?
Will you tell one?
I have no stories.
I've seen a score of winters.
I've seen monsters.
I've seen gods up close, but
in the stories,
I am never the point.
I want to hear one of yours.
One that tells me why my luck is thrown in
with damned fools and Hel-chasers.
All right. Then you'll have one.
Now hear of the girl
whose feet could not touch the floor.
[pleasant music plays]
This girl was half-giant,
on her father's side.
And she was her father's daughter
in almost every way,
save for one important detail.
She was small for a giant.
[Glaumar] There.
A braid fit for a Jötun woman.
[Sigrid] When she sat
in her family's chairs,
her feet did not touch the floor.
Her feet did not touch the floor
at feasting time.
They did not touch the floor
when she sat upon her bed.
[door creaks open]
- Nor when she was in the shit-house.
- [shrieks in surprise]
[splashes]
[squelching]
[mead pouring]
When she got older,
her brothers could easily
drink her under the table
- [spits]
- [brothers laughing]
for the table was as tall as she.
And so, after years and years,
she went to her father
and asked his leave.
She wished to see her mother's home.
She loved her land and her family,
and her foolish, foolish brothers.
[adventurous music playing]
But she was different.
- [horn bellows]
- [rock rumbling]
She felt alone.
[horse snorts]
[ominous music plays]
[horse neighs]
[intriguing instrumental music plays]
[people grunting]
[man] This way. This way.
[horse neighs]
What's happened?
We are at war.
My mother
My mother was from this village.
[dramatic music plays]
Then you're Clan Völsung.
[Sigrid] So the girl went to battle.
[both panting]
[warriors yelling]
[exciting music plays]
- [Hervor grunting]
- [horse neighing]
[man grunts]
[music intensifies]
[men groaning]
[Sigrid grunting]
[man groans]
[grunts]
[Leif strains]
[Sigrid grunts]
[Leif gasps]
[music slows, distorts]
- [Sigrid grunts]
- [squelches]
[music resumes normally]
[Sigrid grunts]
- [grunts]
- [horse neighs in pain]
[pants]
[panting]
[music fades]
[birds chirping]
[footsteps approaching]
[Leif] Seems I owe you my life.
[slurping gently]
The drink is enough.
[slurps]
Your braid and tattoos
[gentle music plays]
You hail from somewhere else, woman.
Where?
I come from a place
where the chairs are tall as horses.
A place too big for describing.
Too big for me.
Uh-huh.
I don't know what that means.
[giggles]
I do not wish to owe debts
to a foreign woman.
What can a prince give you?
[grunts]
[Sigrid moans]
[Sigrid] The girl stayed.
She fought many battles.
And the years passed.
[gentle music continues]
Leif, I thought we'd
[chuckles] What's this?
I made something for you.
[billowing]
[gasps]
You built me a chair.
No, I, uh
I built you a throne.
At least I I hope you'll make it one.
I didn't want to assume, but
[metal clangs softly]
Marry me.
Hmm. Interesting.
I will sit and think the matter over.
[wood creaks]
[Sigrid] She knew then,
the moment her feet touched the ground,
she was home.
[gentle music continues]
[gasps]
- Egill, I
- Stop.
Since you returned my hand to me,
I am become Egill One-Hand after all.
This?
This is no longer mine.
It smells of your magic,
and when I run it over my face,
you are touching my face.
Egill
I must tell you.
Tomorrow
Don't tell me the future.
Tell me your name.
Áile.
Áile.
Where should your hand go?
[moans]
[both moaning]
[gentle music continues]
[moans softly]
Would you like a story of your own?
Yes.
Now hear of Thyra,
the crossroads maid.
Wild, lovely, and chaste
[Leif] On the eve of battle,
she brought the leaders of the Völsungs
to their knees.
[all moaning]
[music intensifies]
[magic whooshing]
[Leif grunting]
[Sigrid moaning]
[music fading]
[Hervor gasps]
[Andvari snoring]
[giggling]
- [man] Sharp, this head, and hard-honed.
- [eerie music plays]
A haft of World Tree wood.
A good spear to spike a head.
My eldest begotten is besotted with you.
"The Weeping."
And I see why.
Who are you?
I gave men the mead of poetry.
[magic whooshes, thrums]
I'm the Lord of Stories.
- My son, the Lord of Storms
- [whooshing]
[disorienting whooshing]
[dramatic sting]
I am warrior and wanderer and wise.
[whooshing]
Odin.
Remember what happened to Menja and Fenja,
who sank their ship with salt.
They dealt death, aye.
But then
[tense music rising]
they died.
[tense music rises, stops]
[haunting choral music plays]
[music fades to silence]
[dramatic opening theme music plays]
[music ends]
[Andvari] Now hear of myths.
And men.
And memory.
[fire crackling]
Tales told in the dark.
- [birds chirping]
- [gentle music plays]
[Leif scoffs playfully, chuckles]
Ah.
[Thyra grunting]
[dramatic music plays]
[Leif chuckles]
[Thyra grunts]
[Thyra panting]
- [Leif grunts]
- [gasps]
- [thuds]
- [grunts]
[Tiwaz speaks in Vanir
in low, gravelly voice]
He praises you, The Weeping.
Says you put up
a good fight at Hoenir's shrine,
but it will be better
to fight by your side.
[Tiwaz speaks in Vanir]
[solemn instrumental music playing]
[indistinct conversations and laughter]
[music becomes hopeful]
Do you think we'll see the Dancing Lights?
You will.
And if you eat these,
you'll see much more besides.
[munches]
Go slow.
No need. We dwarves grew up on these.
[Sigrid] Is there a man here
who'll give us a story?
- Speak, storyteller.
- [Sigrid] Who will speak?
It's good luck
to hear a story before battle.
[Sigrid munches]
Then let us tell many in turns.
[clears throat]
Now hear the fable of Fenja and Menja.
- Sisters sold to a sea-king.
- [somber music plays]
Who were taken in shackles
aboard the king's ship
- and chained to a magic millstone.
- [chains clinking]
[rats squeaking]
They were made to grind salt
and never to stop.
- [turning wheel clanking]
- [salt pouring]
- So they did what mortals do.
- [rat squeaking]
In their time of sorrow, they sang a song
and told a story true.
They sang of the mountains,
their motherland.
They were giants bred and born.
[dramatic music plays]
The king hoarded the salt for hungry times
and demanded even more.
It was not for the eating,
but to salt the earth,
to ruin the realms of his foes.
As the women kept at their weary work,
the ocean frothed and foamed.
The longship cracked in the currents!
And still, the sisters ground.
Their turning wheel, it churned the waves,
and the slaver king did drown.
[music fades]
The ship, it sank.
And the women, they sang.
For they were finally free.
It is said the great mill
is grinding there still,
which is why there is salt in the sea.
[all whooping and cheering]
[Sigrid and Leif chuckle]
Wow.
[sighs]
My father used to tell me
that story at bedtime.
Who else has a giant's tale?
I do.
Now hear of Odin's wall!
The wall we'll smash tomorrow!
For what's giant-built
can be giant-broken!
It was long ago,
after Odin's first fortress
had fallen to the golden Vanir.
The Aesir needed a new wall.
[dramatic orchestral music plays]
A builder came to the gods.
He would make them a wall
that none could break or scale.
They asked his price.
Came the answer, the sun, the moon,
and Freya's hand in marriage.
- Enter Loki.
- [eerie sting]
He brokered a deal, and the deal was this.
Finish the wall, with no help,
and in a third of the time proposed,
and the sun, moon,
and Freya would be given.
- [horse neighs]
- All winter the builder hauled
pieces of mountain.
Only his horse, Svadilfari,
was allowed to aid him.
But to the Aesir's horror,
he moved quickly.
Freya raved.
She'd not be traded as a concubine.
Not again.
But Baldr came to her with a suspicion.
Perhaps the man was more than he seemed.
Perhaps he was a giant.
Enter Loki.
He offered to cheat.
And well he should, the gods agreed,
for he'd made this deal.
And if they lost the sun
and moon and Freya,
they'd have Loki's head a'spitted.
Enter Loki,
who appeared to Svadilfari
as a beautiful mare.
[mare neighing]
The stallion smelled her heat, and so,
entered Loki.
[all laughing]
[Dahl] The giant,
- for indeed, the builder was a giant
- [Svadilfari neighing]
could not finish without his horse.
The Aesir laughed,
delighted to have got their wall for free.
And when the giant protested
their treachery
- [dramatic music plays]
- he died by a hammer
[squelches]
as so many giants have.
- [colt neighing]
- Enter Loki,
who returned months later
with a strange young colt he'd mothered.
He gave the horse to Odin as a gift.
And the gods learned
that Loki was willing to fuck even himself
if it was to his advantage.
[all laughing]
So our Egill has a patron god!
Egill, when you make love,
are you the stallion or the mare?
- [hand thuds]
- You want to know if I like being fucked?
You want to know how it feels?
I'll tell you how it feels.
Now hear of Egill and his duel.
[mysterious music plays]
[Egill] I have carvings for sale.
Graven gods for worship! Chessmen!
Fetishes for luck and love!
Each one comes with a story!
[ominous music plays]
- [gasps, grunts]
- [clacks]
Ow! Help! Please!
- [men grunting]
- Somebody help!
[groans] Stop!
I'm begging you, please! Stop!
- [foot thuds]
- [Egill groans]
[music fades]
[footsteps approaching]
[Egill groans]
[groaning weakly]
- [gasps]
- [Odric] It's all right. They've gone.
- My name is Odric. Odd.
- [gentle music plays]
- [chuckles softly]
- [bubbling]
[footsteps approaching]
It's a healing cup.
The runes will help you.
So my grandfather would say.
He died last year.
Are they magic?
My grandfather said the best wood
for magic comes from driftwood.
If you see two pieces
wash ashore together, it's a sign.
Because man and woman were made
from driftwood. At the beginning.
[chuckles shyly] Uh
It's just a story.
[Egill] We were friends.
And then, a few weeks later,
we were more.
[both moaning softly]
[tense music plays]
[Egill] Odd's brother stood as my accuser.
I had seduced Odd, he claimed.
The lawspeakers say
a man may fuck another in conquest,
but not in love.
And scorn come to him who's taken.
Ergi, I was called.
Unmanly.
This man lies,
and I call him a liar!
I will prove it with a sword
and cut the lies from his throat!
The duel was to be a holmgang.
There was an island nearby
reserved for such contests.
My father came as my second.
He was proud.
- [man 1] Show him what you're made of.
- [man 2] This is the honorable thing.
[man 3] Here we go.
[yells]
- [men laughing excitedly]
- [both grunting]
[grunting]
- [shield clangs]
- [grunts]
- [man laughs appreciatively]
- [groans]
[ominous music plays]
[boy] Come on! Come on! Get up!
[man 4] He's ready to fight!
[grunts]
[groans]
[man 5] Punish him!
- [man 6] Finish him!
- [grunts]
- [Egill grunts]
- [groans]
- [chokes, gasps]
- [eerie music plays]
[choking]
- [people cheering, laughing]
- [music fades]
- [man 7] Yes!
- [man 8 laughing] Did you see that?
[ghostly whispering]
[solemn choral music plays]
[Egill] My knife had carved true.
As always.
And so I proved my virtue.
I'm sorry, my friend.
[wind gusting]
[eerie music plays]
- [whooshing]
- [slow drumbeat playing]
Time now.
It is time.
You are sure?
There will be violence soon.
You will need strength.
- I can give it.
- Then give it.
Give me the story you keep locked away.
- [magic whooshing, crackling]
- [unsettling music plays]
[Ulfr] The cold.
The air was cold, and the child was cold,
and his blood was cold.
Ulfr saved the boy,
saved him from a wolf.
And Ulfr had a wolf's skin,
and he gave it to the child.
Ulfr made a fire for the child,
made the child look and smile,
but the cold still came,
and the fire was cold
- [moans]
- and cold, and Ulfr was cold!
But the child's blood was warm.
And his blood was in the fire,
and the blood smoked gold.
Ulfr ate,
and the wolf skin
was back on Ulfr's shoulders.
Ulfr was warm, and the meat was warm.
It was warm in Ulfr's mouth
and in his gut,
and the warmth was gold,
and it was gold.
- And it was gold.
- [magic rippling]
[magic whooshes]
[Ulfr] But the gold was blood,
and the gold was death,
and the wolf skin ate Ulfr.
Ulfr ate the child!
Ulfr was a wolf!
[groans]
- [magic whooshes]
- [moans]
[grunts]
[music fading]
Egill.
[mysterious music plays]
[Ulfr] I live
a bad life.
I want to die better.
- You shall have that chance.
- [Hervor gasps]
[Hervor shudders]
It's too much. [gasps]
[Andvari] Hervor!
[music fades]
- [panting]
- [gentle music plays]
[grunts]
[both panting]
Hervor.
You're safe.
It's all right.
There is so much out there.
How are you so calm?
Because dwarves know their mushroom.
What are you looking at?
- [whooshing]
- [mysterious music plays]
[chuckling]
- [laughs deliriously]
- [carnivalesque music plays]
[Andvari groans]
[chuckling]
[both laughing]
Oh. I need to run.
[Andvari panting]
[grunts]
[laughing deliriously]
[music fading]
And what about you?
Will you tell one?
I have no stories.
I've seen a score of winters.
I've seen monsters.
I've seen gods up close, but
in the stories,
I am never the point.
I want to hear one of yours.
One that tells me why my luck is thrown in
with damned fools and Hel-chasers.
All right. Then you'll have one.
Now hear of the girl
whose feet could not touch the floor.
[pleasant music plays]
This girl was half-giant,
on her father's side.
And she was her father's daughter
in almost every way,
save for one important detail.
She was small for a giant.
[Glaumar] There.
A braid fit for a Jötun woman.
[Sigrid] When she sat
in her family's chairs,
her feet did not touch the floor.
Her feet did not touch the floor
at feasting time.
They did not touch the floor
when she sat upon her bed.
[door creaks open]
- Nor when she was in the shit-house.
- [shrieks in surprise]
[splashes]
[squelching]
[mead pouring]
When she got older,
her brothers could easily
drink her under the table
- [spits]
- [brothers laughing]
for the table was as tall as she.
And so, after years and years,
she went to her father
and asked his leave.
She wished to see her mother's home.
She loved her land and her family,
and her foolish, foolish brothers.
[adventurous music playing]
But she was different.
- [horn bellows]
- [rock rumbling]
She felt alone.
[horse snorts]
[ominous music plays]
[horse neighs]
[intriguing instrumental music plays]
[people grunting]
[man] This way. This way.
[horse neighs]
What's happened?
We are at war.
My mother
My mother was from this village.
[dramatic music plays]
Then you're Clan Völsung.
[Sigrid] So the girl went to battle.
[both panting]
[warriors yelling]
[exciting music plays]
- [Hervor grunting]
- [horse neighing]
[man grunts]
[music intensifies]
[men groaning]
[Sigrid grunting]
[man groans]
[grunts]
[Leif strains]
[Sigrid grunts]
[Leif gasps]
[music slows, distorts]
- [Sigrid grunts]
- [squelches]
[music resumes normally]
[Sigrid grunts]
- [grunts]
- [horse neighs in pain]
[pants]
[panting]
[music fades]
[birds chirping]
[footsteps approaching]
[Leif] Seems I owe you my life.
[slurping gently]
The drink is enough.
[slurps]
Your braid and tattoos
[gentle music plays]
You hail from somewhere else, woman.
Where?
I come from a place
where the chairs are tall as horses.
A place too big for describing.
Too big for me.
Uh-huh.
I don't know what that means.
[giggles]
I do not wish to owe debts
to a foreign woman.
What can a prince give you?
[grunts]
[Sigrid moans]
[Sigrid] The girl stayed.
She fought many battles.
And the years passed.
[gentle music continues]
Leif, I thought we'd
[chuckles] What's this?
I made something for you.
[billowing]
[gasps]
You built me a chair.
No, I, uh
I built you a throne.
At least I I hope you'll make it one.
I didn't want to assume, but
[metal clangs softly]
Marry me.
Hmm. Interesting.
I will sit and think the matter over.
[wood creaks]
[Sigrid] She knew then,
the moment her feet touched the ground,
she was home.
[gentle music continues]
[gasps]
- Egill, I
- Stop.
Since you returned my hand to me,
I am become Egill One-Hand after all.
This?
This is no longer mine.
It smells of your magic,
and when I run it over my face,
you are touching my face.
Egill
I must tell you.
Tomorrow
Don't tell me the future.
Tell me your name.
Áile.
Áile.
Where should your hand go?
[moans]
[both moaning]
[gentle music continues]
[moans softly]
Would you like a story of your own?
Yes.
Now hear of Thyra,
the crossroads maid.
Wild, lovely, and chaste
[Leif] On the eve of battle,
she brought the leaders of the Völsungs
to their knees.
[all moaning]
[music intensifies]
[magic whooshing]
[Leif grunting]
[Sigrid moaning]
[music fading]
[Hervor gasps]
[Andvari snoring]
[giggling]
- [man] Sharp, this head, and hard-honed.
- [eerie music plays]
A haft of World Tree wood.
A good spear to spike a head.
My eldest begotten is besotted with you.
"The Weeping."
And I see why.
Who are you?
I gave men the mead of poetry.
[magic whooshes, thrums]
I'm the Lord of Stories.
- My son, the Lord of Storms
- [whooshing]
[disorienting whooshing]
[dramatic sting]
I am warrior and wanderer and wise.
[whooshing]
Odin.
Remember what happened to Menja and Fenja,
who sank their ship with salt.
They dealt death, aye.
But then
[tense music rising]
they died.
[tense music rises, stops]
[haunting choral music plays]
[music fades to silence]