Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
How Thunder Slew the Three-Headed Giant
They say there was once a three-headed giant named Motho.
Well, that's what they say.
You know giants: they're greedy. Motho just couldn't be content until everyone, everywhere, was his slave.
He went through the whole world, chaining the people. Wherever he went, balance was broken. Wherever he went, hatred and discord sprang up.
In time, it seemed as if he might enslave all the world. Then from their chains, the people called to mighty Thunder: men, women, and children, they called.
Mighty Thunder arose. His anger burned hot. He took up his lightning hammer and smote, smote, smote. He broke the baleful heads of Motho; he broke the chains that bound the people.
In this way, Motho was killed, and the world was freed from his tyranny.
Praise to you, mighty Thunder, Hammer-man: slayer of three-headed giants, and breaker of chains.
Above: Gallehus Horn, detail
5th century c.e.
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