Northern Lights
Mood: A celestial display moves through the sky with colors beyond imagination, reflecting the glow of the shields and the armor of the Valkyrie who choose who live and die in battle. Smells Like: Smoky sandalwood with soft patchouli and a dusting of cracked black pepper. ---------- On this, the longest night of the year, the Yule festival begins! When I first step outside I can already hear the festivities in the distance and see the glow of a roaring fire. Above me, vivid green lights dance in the sky, and stars shimmer against the inky black. My feet crunch through frozen snow as I walk, stopping to watch villagers playing dice games and archery as I pass through. The icy wind on my cheeks is replaced by roaring heat as I step into the longhouse and am greeted with the scent of smoke, spilled spirits, and the sound of laughter and song. I grab my drinking horn and fill it with honey-mead as I pull up a chair at the feast... let the night begin!