{"id":1771,"date":"2024-07-26T08:13:17","date_gmt":"2024-07-26T08:13:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/oera-linda.com\/?page_id=1771"},"modified":"2024-12-26T16:52:51","modified_gmt":"2024-12-26T16:52:51","slug":"frana","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/oera-linda.com\/?page_id=1771","title":{"rendered":"Frana"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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Frana
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Two years thereafter came the Magy himself with a fleet of light barges, to bereave Texland of the Mother and of the foddik.\u00b9
He carried this evil thing out at night in the winter during a storm as wind yowled and hail clattered against the window.<\/p>

The sentry who thought that he heard something, struck his torch up.
Then as soon as the light fell from the tower upon the roundeal, he saw there were many armed men already over the burgh wall.
Now went he about to ring the bell, though it were too late.\u2075<\/p>

Ere the defense were ready, were all two thousand underway about to ram the gate.
The battle lasted short, for because the guards had not held a good watch came all (the foe) around (us).
While all were pressed into the fight, was there a vile Finn slipped into the house or bedroom of the Mother and would do her violence.<\/p>

The Mother warded him off so that he stumbled backward against the wall.
When he was again on his feet, struck he his sword into her belly saying, wilt thou not have my rod so shalt thou my sword.\u00b9\u2070<\/p>

After him came a skipper from the Denmarks, this man took his sword and clave the Finn through his head.
Thence flowed black blood and thereover hung blue flame.<\/p>

The Magy let the Mother be tended aboard his ship.
When she was again so far hale and better that she might coherently speak, the Magy said that she must sail with him, then that she should keep her foddik and maids, that she should enjoy an estate so high as she heretofore had not known.<\/p>

Furthermore he said that he should ask her in the presence of his princes, whether he should be master over all lands and folks of Frya’s.\u00b9\u2075
He said that she must confirm and prove it, otherwise should he let her die in much woe.<\/p>

When he had gathered all his princes about her bed, asked he loudly, Frana since ye are clear-seeing must ye tell me if I shall be master over all lands and folks of Frya’s.<\/p>

Frana did as though she heard him not.
At long last opened she her lips and quoth, my eyes become darkened, though that other light dawns upon my soul.
Yes I see it.\u00b2\u2070
Hark Earth and be blithe with me.
In the time that Aldland is sunken, stood the first spoke of the Yule on top.
Thereafter is he gone down and our freedom with him.<\/p>

When he has rolled down two spokes or 2000 years, so shall the sons stand up whom the princes and priests have sired by the folk through whoredom and witness against their dads.
They shall succumb to murder, but what they have said shall remain further in the bosoms of the stout-hearted people, thus like good seed which is laid down in thy womb.\u00b2\u2075<\/p>

Yet a thousand years shall the spoke incline downward and all the more sink in the gloom and in blood, spilled through the class-level of the princes and priests.
Thereafter shall the dawn again begin to glare.
Seeing this, shall the false princes and priests struggle and wrestle together against freedom, but freedom, love and harmony shall take the folk in their guard and with the yule rise out of the vile pool.
That right which first only glimmered, shall then gradually become a flame.<\/p>

The blood of the evil shall stream over thy body, but thou mightest not take it naught to thee.\u00b3\u2070
At last shall the venomous creature prey thereupon and die thereof.
All vile histories which are intended to exalt the princes and priests shall be offered to the flame.
Furthermore shall all thy children live in peace.
When she had spoken, sank she down.<\/p>

But the Magy who had not well understood her shouted, I have asked thee whether I should be boss over all lands and folks of Frya’s and now hast thou spoken to another.\u00b3\u2075<\/p>

Frana righted herself again, looked him straight on and quoth: ere seven days are over shall thy soul wander about with the night birds at the graves and thy body shall lie upon the bottom of the sea.<\/p>

All well said the Magy with hidden wrath, say but that I come.
Forthwith said he to his executioners, throw that woman overboard.
Thus was the end of the last of our Mothers.<\/p>

Wrack will we therefor not cry, that shall time take.\u2074\u2070
But a thousand times a thousand times will we call to Frya afterwards: watch-watch-watch.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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