TWO SHORT NOVELS BY TEGEDAO VIKING BRITISH ISLES FANSTASY HISTORIC FICTION

Prologue:

The Vikings, an ancient seafaring people, were a source of awe and admiration. Their culture was steeped in mythology and folklore, and the stories they told of their gods, heroes, and monsters were legendary. They believed in a pantheon of gods, such as Odin, Thor, and Loki, who were thought to be responsible for natural phenomena, as well as for skills and crafts. The Vikings also believed in a variety of supernatural creatures, such as elves, giants, and trolls. Even their longships and their warriors were said to be endowed with magical powers.

The Vikings left behind an abundance of artwork and literature, which sheds light on their beliefs and traditions. Written works such as the Prose Edda and the Poetic Edda contain stories of Norse mythology and heroic sagas. These works tell of the deeds of Norse gods and goddesses, as well as the adventures of human heroes such as Thor and Odin. Runes, symbols carved into stone, were also used to communicate messages, and to scribe spells and curses.

The Vikings’ legacy lives on today in the form of literature, art, and music. Their stories of gods and monsters have inspired artists and writers to create works of their own, and their influence has been felt in literature, film, and television. Their spirit of exploration and adventure has also left a lasting mark on our society. The Viking spirit lives on, and their legacy will continue to captivate and inspire for centuries to come.

Behold! LIFE AND LITERATURE!
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ASMUND ADVENTURES - EN GNUTTA FAN FICTION

Chapter 1 : The Call of Heimdall

Asmund Bjornsson was a young man who lived in the Viking-age settlement of Reykjavik, Iceland. Descendants of the Norse Vikings had settled Iceland centuries before Asmund's time, and the land was steeped in Viking culture and mythology.

One day, as Asmund walked in the tundra wilderness outside Reykjavik, he had a vision of Heimdall - a god of Norse myth. Heimdall was known as the Shining God, with the whitest skin of all the Norse gods. He was the watchman of the Norse gods, and his horn was known as Gjallar.

Heimdall stood before Asmund and spoke to him in a telepathic language of the gods. He spoke of a voyage and quest, from Iceland in a Viking longship, to discover new lands in the west. Heimdall warned that a dark force, the Dark Lord Sauron from the world of Lord of the Rings, wanted to sabotage the quest. A powerful enemy to the Norse gods - and to Asmund himself.

Asmund was determined to fulfill his destiny, and set out on his quest with courage and determination. He knew that he would face danger and peril, but he was willing to take the risk. With Heimdall's blessing, he set sail on the waters of the North Sea - and his journey began.

Chapter 2: A Voyage on Skidbladnir

Asmund Bjornsson set sail in a magical ship called Skidbladnir. It belonged to the Vanir god Freyr, and was said to be the greatest of all ships. It could fly in air and sail on the sea, and always had a fair wind pushing it forward. Giving it great speed.

With the fair wind in his sails, Asmund’s journey was swift, and soon he was nearing Greenland. He was determined to discover if there were already Viking settlers on the island, such as Erik the Red, who had arrived in a fleet of fourteen longships in 985. The first people to set foot in Greenland arrived around 4-5000 years ago - maybe Asmund can also meet this indigenous people as well?

However, Asmund was aware of the dangers that lay ahead. He had heard stories of a powerful dragon, Smaug from the Lord Of The Rings world, who lurked in the sea and could breathe fire onto unsuspecting vessels. He was determined to be wary of the dragon, and the other threats that he might encounter on his journey. Sauron allied with Smaug and intended to use the dragon's powers against Asmund and sabotage his quest.

Asmund was also wary of other perils of the sea. He had heard tales of storms and treacherous reefs, which could wreck a ship and its crew in a matter of moments. He was also on the lookout for hostile ships belonging to other seafaring peoples, such as the Moors and the Norsemen, who could be a threat to his and his magical ship Skidbladnr. But Asmund bravely face the dangers of the sea. With Heimdall's blessing, he continued to sail towards Greenland.

Nevertheless, Asmund was determined to fulfill his quest - despite the threat of a great dragon. He knew that he was on an epic journey, and that he was carrying out his destiny as chosen by Heimdall, the Shining God. With a brave heart, he set sail on the Skidbladnir, first to Greenland and later into the unknown.

Chapter 3 : The Holy Grail

Asmund had been searching for Erik the Red but when he reached Greenland, he was disappointed to find that Erik was nowhere to be found. Instead, he encountered King Arthur who offered him the chance to embark on a quest to find the Holy Grail in America.

A mysterious figure; King Arthur from the Arthurian Legends. The king spoke to Asmund in a wizard rune language.

Asmund was confused when he reached Greenland. He had been searching for Erik the Red, not the Holy Grail. But, this was an interesting proposition. He had heard of King Arthur and his legendary quest for the grail. He looked at the man closely, if this was King Arthur then he was truly in the presence of greatness. He thought for a moment, and then agreed. He would travel to Vinland and America in Leif Eriksson's footsteps in search of the Holy Grail.

Asmund gathered his gear, and prepared for the voyage. He began to make his way across the vast ice sheet of Greenland, which seemed to stretch on forever. After many days, he arrived at the edge of the ice sheet and stepped foot on the sandy beaches of Vinland. He was finally in America.

Asmund continued his journey across the continent, searching for the Holy Grail. He encountered many different people and places, learning of their cultures and customs. He eventually made his way to the Grand Canyon, where he believed the Grail was located.

Asmund was in search of the Holy Grail and had reached the Grand Canyon. But as he ventured further, he was challenged by the Black Riders, the Nazguls of Sauron. Asmund was not intimidated and quickly took to the air in his magic ship. He used all of his skill and courage to battle the Nazguls in the air as they approached. After a long and hard fought battle, Asmund was able to defeat the Nazguls and reach the Grail.

As Asmund searched for the Holy Grail, he also had to face the dangers of the dark lord Sauron. Sauron wanted to prevent anyone from finding the grail, and Asmund was constantly on guard. But, eventually, he found a secret cavern deep within the Grand Canyon that contained the Holy Grail.

Asmund took the grail and set off on the return journey. He arrived back in Greenland unscathed and triumphant. He had found the Holy Grail, and he was proud of his accomplishment. He had made a journey that no other man had made before, and he had discovered something that was thought to be impossible. Asmund had achieved the impossible, and he had the Holy Grail to show for it.

Chapter 4 : The Journey Home

Asmund returned to Greenland, triumphant and filled with the knowledge of his journey. He had made it to America and found the Holy Grail. As he arrived, he finally met the man he had been searching for - Erik the Red.

Asmund and Erik engaged in conversation, talking of their adventures and of the power of Norse Myth in the Viking world. As they spoke, a figure appeared from the shadows. It was Saruman the White. He told them that Sauron was trying to destroy the power of Norse Myth and wanted to prevent it from being shared with the world.

Asmund and Erik were determined to protect the Norse Myth, so they set sail for Iceland and Reykjavik. As they arrived, the Shining God, Heimdall, awaited their return. He congratulated Asmund on his successful quest and told him he had done the impossible.

Asmund smiled, content with his acomplishment. He had seen the world, and done the impossible. He had found the Holy Grail and he was proud of what he had achieved. He had fulfilled his quest, and the world had a richer understanding of Norse Myth because of it.

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THE KNIGHT FROM AVALON - EN GNUTTA FAN FICTION

Prologue: The Veil of Avalon 

In the mystical shadows where legends breathe and ancient lore whispers through the ages, there exists a realm unlike any other—a hidden dimension suspended in the embrace of the celestial firmament. This realm, known as Avalon, is the sanctum of the Celtic gods, a kingdom stitched into the very fabric of magic and myth, beyond the constraints of time and space.
Avalon, a land of ethereal beauty and tranquil forests, is not merely a place but a state of being, spiritually tethered to the British Isles through a lattice of mystical energies and ancient magic. The inhabitants of this otherworldly realm are the Faeri, an ancient race of humanoid beings akin to Elves, endowed with supernatural abilities and origins tracing back to a dimension adjacent to Britain and Ireland on Earth. These beings, with their insectoid wings, glide through the heavens, their presence a whisper of the divine dance of creation.
The Faeri, closely related to the Leprechauns, Dark Elves of Svartalfheim, and the Light Elves of the Celtic myths, share a profound connection with the mystical gateways that guard the doorways to other universes. These gateways dot the landscape of Avalon, a kingdom riddled with ancient towers and the serene grandeur of a medieval world, where magic is not merely an element but the cornerstone of existence—a sanctuary for those who pursue the arcane arts and knightly virtues.
In this realm, the druids roam the woodlands, and the skies are alive with the fluttering of Faeri wings. Avalon is the epitome of mystical charm, its geography shaped by the collective subconscious of the British Isles. It is here, in Avalon, that the spirits of ancient magic and timeless adventures dwell, watching over portals like Stonehenge that connect this mystical kingdom to the earthly landscapes of Britannia.

One such adventurer is Loc Mac Giolla Garmhaic, a spirited knight from Avalon, aware of the mystical gateways that subtly link his home to the British Isles. Determined to explore these connections, Loc Mac sets out on a journey, spurred by the gods of the Celtic underworld and the sun, to traverse the magical landscapes that are invisibly woven into the fabric of Avalon.
As Loc Mac steps through one of these gateways, he finds himself at Stonehenge, greeted by Merlin the wizard, who reveals the mystical origins of the stones and the deeper magic that permeates the British Isles. Armed with a rune book filled with ancient secrets and guided by the whispers of Merlin, Loc Mac embarks on a temporal voyage across eras that have shaped Britannia, from Roman conquests and Viking raids to the mythical reign of King Arthur.
This is a tale of enchantment, where the boundaries between worlds blur, and the echoes of the past resonate in the corridors of the present. As Loc Mac delves deeper into the rune book, each page a gateway to another era, he becomes a witness to the unfolding history, a spectral observer in a world where magic and reality converge.
Thus begins the chronicle of Loc Mac Giolla Garmhaic, a knight from the magical realm of Avalon, as he journeys through the veiled passages of time and legend, exploring the mystical and historical tapestry of the British Isles.
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The Chronicles of Loc Mac Giolla Garmhaic: The Avalon Gateways 

In the land of Avalon, where the verdant forests stretch endlessly beneath a sky often tinged with the ethereal glow of twilight, there stood a castle forged from the very essence of magic itself. This was the realm of the Celtic gods, a place untethered from the mundane shackles of earthly existence. Loc Mac Giolla Garmhaic, a knight clad in armor that shimmered with a subtle radiance under the Avalonian sun, stood on the battlements, gazing out into the vastness of his mystical homeland.
Avalon was more than just a land of beauty and magic; it was a nexus of powerful gateways that connected to the British Isles in ways that only the wisest could comprehend. Loc Mac, known among his kin as the Adventurer for his insatiable curiosity about the human world, felt a pull towards these gateways—a pull towards adventure and discovery.

Chapter One: The Departure 

One crisp morning, under the watchful eyes of the Druids and the whispered blessings of the ancient trees, Loc Mac prepared for his journey. His first destination was predetermined by centuries of lore: Stonehenge, a site of power known to both his people in Avalon and the humans of Earth. As he donned his leather pack filled with essentials, his mother, a venerable Faeri of great power, approached him.
“Remember, my son,” she said, her voice a melody that seemed to harmonize with the wind, “the portals are not just pathways but sentient entities. Respect them, and they will guide you well.”
Loc Mac nodded, his heart swelling with a mixture of pride and anticipation. He approached the nearest gateway, a swirling vortex framed by standing stones covered in ancient runes. Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward, and in a blink, the lush greenery of Avalon gave way to the stark, majestic rise of Stonehenge under a stark blue sky.

Chapter Two: The Meeting with Merlin 

No sooner had Loc Mac arrived than he sensed the presence of another—a figure as integral to the myths of Britain as the stones that stood sentinel around them. Merlin, the wizard of legends, awaited him, leaning casually against one of the massive sarsens, a twinkle of amusement in his ageless eyes.
“Welcome, knight of Avalon,” Merlin’s voice boomed across the plains, stirring the crows to flight. “You’ve come at a significant time.”
Loc Mac bowed respectfully. “I am here to learn, to explore, and to understand, Master Merlin. Avalon and Britannia are linked, and I wish to know how.”
Merlin nodded, his long beard swaying slightly. “Very well. But first, you must understand the significance of where you stand.” He gestured around them. “Stonehenge was built with magic and muscle, a place of power designed to harness the ley lines that intersect here. These stones are not just stones; they are keys to the past, present, and future.”
Merlin handed Loc Mac a book, its cover adorned with runes that shimmered with an inner light. “This book will be your guide. As you read it, it will reveal to you the events that have shaped this land.”

Chapter Three: The Book of Runes 

Curiosity alight, Loc Mac opened the book to the first page. Instantly, the world around him shifted, and he found himself witnessing the Roman invasion of Britannia. He saw legions marching, the clash of steel, and the integration of Roman and Celtic cultures that formed a significant layer of Britain’s history.
Each page turned brought a new era to life: the Viking raids with their longships and fierce warriors, the mystical and tragic tales of King Arthur and his knights, and the dark times when mythical creatures roamed the lands, influencing its folklore and peoples’ beliefs.
As Loc Mac experienced these epochs, he remained an observer, a spectral presence that could interact with the energy of the events but not alter their course. It was a humbling way to witness history, teaching him the interconnectedness of all things and the impact of each era on the present.

Chapter Four: Return to Avalon 

Days, or perhaps weeks—he could not tell—passed as Loc Mac journeyed through the pages of the rune book. When he finally closed the cover, he found himself back at Stonehenge, the stones silent witnesses to his journey through time.
Merlin appeared once more, his eyes knowing. “What have you learned, young knight?”
Loc Mac took a moment, his mind a whirl of images and emotions. “I have learned that the tapestry of history is vast and interwoven, that every action and event flows into the next, shaping the world as we know it.”
“Indeed,” Merlin nodded. “And now, you must take that knowledge back to Avalon. Share it with your people. Let it guide you in your dealings with this world and others.”
With a heart full of new wisdom and eyes open to the infinite complexities of existence, Loc Mac stepped back through the gateway to Avalon. He was no longer just the Adventurer; he was a bridge between worlds, a bearer of histories, tasked with the noble duty of weaving new stories into the old, forever linking Avalon and the British Isles with threads of shared destiny.

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Epilogue: The Gnosis of Avalon 

Through the mists of time, the landscapes of the British Isles have been shaped not only by the forces of nature and the hands of humankind but also by a more elusive, ethereal influence: the holographic magic of Avalon. This ancient, mystical energy, known to a select few as the Gnosis of Avalon, has woven its way through the fabric of history, subtly guiding and altering the course of events and the evolution of the land.
In the shadows of prehistory, when the megalithic monuments like Stonehenge were erected, it was the Gnosis of Avalon that inspired the druids and ancient builders. The placement of stones and the alignment with celestial bodies were not only feats of engineering and astronomy but also acts of magical significance, designed to tap into the ley lines and cosmic energies that mirror the mystical alignments within Avalon itself.
During the turbulent times of Roman occupation, the Gnosis manifested through visions seen by local seers who guided resistance and negotiation, blending Roman innovations with the indomitable Celtic spirit. These visions, often viewed as prophecies, were holographic echoes of Avalonian wisdom, imparted to protect the integrity and sovereignty of the isles.
The Dark Ages saw the rise of Arthurian legends, where Avalonian magic was most palpable. King Arthur's court at Camelot was said to be directly influenced by Avalonian principles, with Merlin himself a conduit of this holographic magic. The ideals of chivalry and justice that flourished under Arthur's reign were underpinned by the teachings of Avalon, projected into the minds and hearts of those who would listen, guiding them towards a higher moral and social order.
As the centuries wore on and the medieval period gave way to the Renaissance, the Gnosis of Avalon influenced the burgeoning fields of science and exploration. Alchemists and early scientists received inspiration through dreams and meditative visions, many of which bore the unmistakable signature of Avalon’s holographic magic. These insights helped to catalyze advancements in various disciplines, subtly steering humanity towards greater understanding and harmony with the natural world.
In modern times, the influence of Avalon's holographic magic has become more subtle yet no less significant. It surfaces in the works of poets and artists, visionaries and thinkers who tap into the collective unconscious, where the Gnosis still whispers its ancient truths. Environmental movements and social reforms often find their champions among those sensitive to the subtle energies of Avalon, urging humanity towards sustainability and equity, echoing the balance and respect for nature that Avalon itself embodies.
Thus, the Gnosis of Avalon remains a guiding light—a holographic blueprint of an ideal balance between humanity and the cosmos, influencing the British Isles and beyond, ensuring that even in the face of modernity, the magic of the ancient world is never truly lost. It continues to shape, guide, and inspire, a hidden hand molding the destiny of a land where the veil between worlds is forever thin.