“I miss the mead. I miss those sips. I didn’t understand what happened to me when I drank it, Fjalar.”
“I did. Wisdom happened to you, Galar. That’s why you didn’t unders…”
Suddenly their heavy oaken door blew in and landed flat on the floor. There stood an old man in a grey robe and wide hat, his one-eyed, scarred face half-obscured in the swirling stone dust. He carried a gnarled staff in his left hand.
“Dwarves…” said the stranger, who, although they did not know it, was Odin, who was about to kill them. He’d finally found the murderers of his best friend. “Welcome…”
A mortal fear swept the two dwarf brothers of Nidavellir.
THE MEAD OF POETRY is the second story in ODIN AND THOR BATTLE THE FROST GIANTS, an adult storytelling with music at Grendel’s Den in Cambridge, MA this coming Sunday, March 8th at 5:30 p.m.
Eat Viking food, drink mead, and then settle in for an evening of adult storytelling.
“a consummate storyteller” — The New York Times
“a preternatural ability to create characters with an array of simply inspired voices.”—digboston 2020
GRENDEL’S DEN, CAMBRIDGE MA
SUNDAY, MARCH 8, 2020 AT 5:30 PM