Northern Viking Jewelry® 925-Silver "Helm Of Awe / Valknut Axe Pendant"
The wind is swaying the age-old pines and firs. The hooting of an owl can be heard from the woods. A campfire is crackling. The oval-shaped buckles on the maiden’s dress are gleaming in the light. She closes her eyes and waits. A sudden crack is heard in the dark. The maiden opens her eyes. She lights a torch, in case it is a wild animal, and holds it out towards the edge of the forest: “Who’s there?” she shouts. The rustling sounds come closer and closer. Then a man steps into the firelight. The maiden immediately recognises the cape, the plaited moustache and the shoes laced by a local tanner. She lets the torch drop from her hand and runs into the arms of the man: “You’re back!” Later that night, after the man has told all there is to tell about the border waters of Harald Bluetooth, the angry sea winds and the riches of conquered monasteries, he asks his maiden to close her eyes and steps behind her. The man pushes her long locks away from her neck and opens his fist. A piece of jewelry emerges from it. The man ties it around her neck. The silver has become warm in his hand and feels pleasant on the skin. The man says: “Accept this piece of jewelry, in memory of the fallen and to tie us together. When you carry it, you will bear bravery, truth, honour, loyalty, discipline, generosity, self-sufficiency, a sense of duty and survival with you.” The woman turns and sees the same kind of jewelry on her man’s chest. And they sit by the fire until morning – until the fire burns down to red cinders, the hoots of the owl fade and the rising sun chases the stars from the sky.
Helm of Awe:
When fog surrounds the ship, the warriors stop singing and the dice are left to roll under the boards. They glance at the watchman, whose gaze is fixed on a shadow approaching from the fog. The shadow pierces the fog and reveals itself to be a ship. “Grab your weapons,” the watchman cries. The warriors don their helmets and draw out their swords, raising them before lowering them almost immediately. “Curses, the ship is empty!” the warlord bellows. They leave their swords in their scabbards and rise to rob the ghost ship. The chief goes below deck, where he finds an open chest containing spices. As the chief kneels to smell the intoxicating stash, he hears shouting from the deck. At the same moment, the lid of the chest slams shut. The chief stands and brandishes his sword against the darkness. There is nobody to be seen, but he senses that someone is looking at him. The floorboards are creaking closer and closer to him. The chief has time to whisper “Helm of Awe...” before a familiar sign painted on the shield of the approaching warrior appears from nowhere.
- Height: 3,5 cm
- Width: 2,9 cm
- Weight: 6 g
- Material: 925 Silver
- Northern Viking Jewelry® Gift Pouch
- Lenght: 45 cm, 50 cm, 55 cm, 60 cm
- Width: 3,5 mm
- Material: 925 Silver