Holidailies Prompt: Winter Memories
After Halloween, one would think that the time for stories about demons and monsters and cursed objects and ghosts in torment would be shelved until the next Fall- late Spring in my case but I’ll stick to the point.
The fact is, that there is nothing like long dark nights and if you are lucky- snow and ice and lonely roads and forests and empty fields are involved – that seem to bring out not only the devils in some of us- but literally the Devil and all of his family and relations.
Case in point- may I present the Yule Cat.
In Icelandic lore there was a story that farmers used to scare the bejesus out of their workers into meeting their quotas.
If the workers didn’t produce enough wool , they wouldn’t get new clothes and then the Yule Cat would show up and rip them from limb to limb and I’ll bet like most cats it wouldn’t finish you off before commencing the ripping and tearing and eating.
It all sounds pretty horrific, but it also sounds funny in a macabre sort of way.
Devilish Cats roaming the dark, cold, snow filled nights looking for and hoping to find some poor soul who is not wearing new clothes.
The entire legend just screams ” Halloween “.
Or maybe you- in last years clothes will be doing all the screaming and the giant cat will be yelling before it pounces- ” Trick or Treat? Treat I think. Tasty, tasty TREAT. ”