Boreal and John Grey Season 2

by Thoma, Chrystalla

  Dear god.

  They dropped like stones, then arched up, their trajectory shooting them into the sky.

  Finn whispered Ella’s name as the golden threads sprang into being, lighting up the night, erasing the city lights and the glow of the still burning fires below.

  Then Ella called her own threads forth, and they wove with Finn’s, pulsing. She felt the moment he parted the threads, nudging hers aside to open the Gate. The air shimmered.

  It wasn’t anywhere as big as the previous one. It was a perfect fit.

  A perfect moment, with Finn’s heartbeat at her back, his breath on her skin. This was who she belonged with. The where didn’t matter.

  Never had.

  She held on to Finn as they flew through the sparkling mirror.

  THE END of EPISODE 5 (SEASON II OF BOREAL AND JOHN GREY)

  I hope you have enjoyed The Weave (Episode Five of Boreal and John Grey-Season II). Season Three is being written right now!

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  Author note

  In Season II of Boreal and John Grey, I’ve introduced quite a few new creatures and worlds – even more heavens. Nine worlds, nine heavens. That is a magical number, and in the Nordic mythology, these worlds and heavens symbolize certain aspects of life and death – or constitute memories of places from which the Nordic people wandered.

  The worlds are arranged geographically on the tree Yggdrassil which symbolizes the universe. Here is how I picture them:

  High above – up in the branches – are Aelfheim (Light Elves) and Asgard (home to Aesir, the gods – and location of Valholl/Valhalla, the land of the courageous dead).

  Around the trunk – or in the trunk – are four worlds: Niflheim (land of mist and the rivers of ice, home to ice giants), Jotunnheim (land of rock and wilderness, home to the sorcerer giants Jotunn/Joettnar), Vanaheim (home to the Vanir, the elder gods), and Musspelheim (land of fire and volcanoes, home to the fire demons Ettin). In the center it’s us, human kind, and our world is called Midgard (“Middle Earth”).

  Down below, among the roots, are Svartalfheim (home to the Dark Elves) and Helheim (home to the damned dead).

  Above Asgard, which is the top of the worlds, there are nine heavens: Vindblain, Heidthornir, Hregg-Mimir, Andland, Vidblain, Vidfedmir, Hriod, Hlyrnir, Gimir, Vet-Mimir, and Skatyrnir.

  The universe is huge.

  Why are the Light Elves bent on invading other worlds and never once think of traveling to other planets and solar systems instead?

  The eight worlds apart from ours haven’t given space travel much thought. Why? Because of the heavy cover of their sky – in some cases by clouds, in others by fog and in yet others by toxic vapors – the inhabitants of these worlds haven’t been able to observe the sky and use telescopes, therefore they never put much effort in this endeavor.

  Instead, they rely more on something we don’t have: magic. Opening Gates is magic and they focused on that.

  Why is Aelfheim a frozen world?

  The epics don’t say so. I say so. The epics do say the Light Elves are pale, and for me it was a small leap to imagining their world as cold and full of ice and snow.

  Aelfheim is in the middle of an ice age. Our earth has gone through many of those – even a Little Ice Age as recently as the Middle Ages. But the previous ones, the great glacial ages – they lasted hundreds to thousands of years each. Many causes may be responsible for an ice age – although it does look like it is a natural, reoccurring phenomenon.

  About the Author

  Greek Cypriot with a penchant for dark myths, good food, and a tendency to settle down anywhere but at home, Chrystalla likes to write about fantastical creatures, crazy adventures, and family bonds. She lives in Cyprus with her husband and her vast herds of books. She writes fantasy, science fiction and romance.

  Blog: http://chrystallathoma.wordpress.com