Fenrir and Ragnarok: The Doom the Gods Chose to Accept

The gods knew the day they would die. They knew the name of the thing that would kill the All-Father, and they raised it themselves. In the golden halls of Asgard, a wolf cub is fed by hand by the very gods who have read their own ending in prophecy. They chain it with a broken oath, watch their brightest light fall to the smallest thing in the world, and ride out to a battle they have already been told they cannot win. Why would beings who could see their own doom walk straight into it — and what could possibly be worth the price of everything? If you knew the exact day and manner of your death, would you still walk onto the field — or would you try to outrun fate, and would it matter? #norsemythology #ragnarok #fenrir #mythology #darkmyths