Thor had been on a journey through Jotunheim, the land of the Giants. On his way home he stopped, and camped by the foot of a mountain. He grilled one of his goats on the fire, ate, and went to sleep.
When he woke up in the morning, his goat had resurrected, as always. The two of them were waiting eagerly to get going, already strapped to the wagon. He got his clothes on, got his power belt on and reached out for his gloves Járngreipnr. They were gone. He looked everywhere, under his blanket, under the rocks around. They were not to be found. Someone had stolen them while he was sleeping.
Dark clouds gathered in the skies as he screamed in fury… (More)
Odin walked. He had been walking for a long time. He knew now, what he hadn’t wanted to believe. From his throne he had seen it, both with the eye he still had, and the one floating in Mimir’s well. His two ravens, Hugin and Munin had whispered it in his ears for centuries. He had to go there, he had to see it up close.
He had walked between humans, wandered among them. He had travelled through the whole of Midgard, asked, investigated. It was just as bad as he had feared… (More)
Mick is skateboarder, but a very bad one. He usually skates at night so no one will laugh at him. One day he meets Jimmy Handplant, the greatest skater their town has ever seen. Jimmy died several years ago…
You can listen to the story below, read the original version here or read the edited version on steemit.com/@fictionspawn.
Timothy walks to the end of the world, and peers out into the beyond. He didn’t expect what he finds.
My audio stories have been edited quite a lot before recording. You can listen to the video below, or read the new version on Steemit.com@fictionspawn. The old version can be found here on Fictionspawn Monsters. (Link)
Mirk is going to a school far outside of town to study his mathematics studies. He walks all day, and does not arrive until night fall. He realises things are not what they seem.
Another version of this story is published in written form earlier on Fictionspawn Monsters, called Uncountable Numbers. You can listen to the story here, or read the new rewritten version on Steemit.com@fictionspawn
A stone-age tribe is threatened on all sides. An enemy tribe chased them from their land, and a killer beast is lurking in the forest.
This story was originally posted in two parts, Saber Tooth Beast and Saber Toothe Beasts. It has been re-edited (a lot) before the recording, and the full edited version is published in written form on my steemit-account, with audio and a couple of sketches.