TEUTONIC MAGIC - Awaken Video

idge stretching to the other shore of snow. It glitters eye-catchingly, like a bridge of diamonds. When
you put your foot to it, you find that it is very slippery. Slowly, care- fully, you walk across the
treacherous bridge, standing perfectly straight so as not to slip off its rounded edges. Your eyes never
waver from the white line ahead of you until you stand on solid ground again.
You look out over the blue-white field of snow to the glacial mountains in the distance. Something
is moving in the snow, coming closer. Watching, you make out the figure of a dark stag running in a
weaving course, followed by a black shape like the shadow of a woman on skis with a bow, her long hair
and loose cloak streaming out behind her. A black wolf runs at the woman’s heel, its mournful howl
cutting through the still air like a needle of ice. The stag is panting hard, little clouds of ice crystals
puffing out of its mouth. Its dark eyes roll desperately as the huntress skis nearer.
Although you do not hear the bowstring’s twang, you feel the cold streak of the arrow passing you.
Its dark length sinks into the chest of the stag without leaving a wound. The hart drops heavily with
neither movement nor sound, its fur already rimed with ice.
The woman skis up to you, looking you straight in the eyes, and you stand frozen in the cold of
absolute fear. Her skin is white as death, eyes black and cold with the ancient cruelty of the rimethurses.
Her features are straight and severe, yet harshly beautiful beneath her tangled mass of straight black hair.
You know her to be Skadhi, the icy huntress whose name means “shadow” or “scathe,” daughter of the
giant Thijazi.
After Skadhi has held you frozen in her gaze for some time, she nods sharply once and hands you a
black ice-arrow from her quiver, fletchings first. It numbs your hand, sending a sharp shock of cold up the
bones of your arm.
You bow respectfully as she skis away, the black wolf running behind her. Slowly you turn and walk
back over the bridge of ice, which is now a broad, solid path over the waters below, and return to your
own body, feet firmly planted on the earth, knowing the power of ice that is always available to you
through the rune isa.
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