Creation Myth
There once was a peasant in a small Viking village called Thorpe. His name was Alvan. He
was poor so he had to hunt for all of his food. That meant that he had to spend most of his harsh
winters in the vast forest to support himself. Every winter, the wind blew stronger and the air got
colder. One winter, Alvan was tracking a bear that was big enough to feed him for months, but
was fierce enough to kill him in one swing. He was determined to kill the giant beast. He spent
six days and six nights tracking the bear. He had to stop and rest so he could have enough
strength to kill the bear. That night, a ferocious blizzard blew in and Alvan prayed to God for
warmth and safety and to make it through the blizzard
There once was a peasant in a small Viking village called Thorpe. His name was Alvan. He
was poor so he had to hunt for all of his food. That meant that he had to spend most of his harsh
winters in the vast forest to support himself. Every winter, the wind blew stronger and the air got
colder. One winter, Alvan was tracking a bear that was big enough to feed him for months, but
was fierce enough to kill him in one swing. He was determined to kill the giant beast. He spent
six days and six nights tracking the bear. He had to stop and rest so he could have enough
strength to kill the bear. That night, a ferocious blizzard blew in and Alvan prayed to God for
warmth and safety and to make it through the blizzard