Gunnel FredQuotes

Siv: On this, the day of our deity of reciprocity, we gather to give special thanks for the precious Sun. As an offering for our Father, we will today surrender nine human lives. As Hårga takes, so Hårga also gives. Thus, for every newblood sacrificed, we will dedicate one of our own. That is: four newbloods, four from Hårga, and one to be chosen by the Queen. Nine in all, to die, and be reborn, in the great Cycle.

Sten: [they step forward] The four newbloods, have already been supplied. As for our end, we have two already dedicated... And two who have volunteered. Ingemar and Ulf. You have brought outside offerings, thus volunteering your own bodies. You will today be joined in harmony with everything. And to Pelle, who has brought new blood, and our new May Queen, you will today be honored for your unclouded intuition. And so, for our ninth offering. It is traditional that our fair Queen shall choose, between a preselected newblood, and a specially ordained Hårgan.

Sven: Turbeyon.

Sten: [Turbeyon steps forward from the crowd; A Hårgan woman wheels Christian, whose eyes are locked wide, away from the base of the stage. She positions Christian beside Dag to also be facing the stage; Dani's eyes go back and forth before settling on Christian] Honorable Turbeyon! Please step forward. And... These are your candidates for the ninth and final offering. We patiently await your verdict. The honor has been bestowed on Christian Hughes, our ninth and most sacred offering!

Siv: [laughter; pause] Now it's traditional for the May Queen to bless our crops and livestock. And after the luck - you just inherited from that salt herring, we should all be doubly encouraged!

Dani: Can Christian come with me?

Siv: Nej. The Queen must ride alone.

Siv: Please! What you just saw is a long, long, long observed custom. Those two who jumped have just reached the end of their Hårga life-cycle, and you need to understand it as a great joy for them. And when it is my turn, it will be a great joy for me. We view life as a circle. A re-cycle. The lady who jumped, her name was Ylva, yes? And that baby over there, who is not yet born, will inherit that name. Instead of getting old and dying in pain and fear and shame, we give our life – as a gesture. Before it can spoil. It does no good dying, lashing back at the inevitable. It corrupts the spirit.

Siv: [in Swedish] This high my fire. No higher. No hotter!

Siv: And now, in keeping with tradition: Hjalmar and Josef will make three trips. If they make it back with the flame intact, our vintage will be abundant this year! On the other hand, if it burns out – that will be an omen of bad luck and we will know to prepare.