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23 hours agoFreya! Who fell asleep while playing.
That sounds exactly like the name of a Norse tale partially Christianized by Snori Sturluson. Freyja is enjoying her time with the Aesir, but one day she falls asleep while playing a game with Loki, who is so taken aback at her beauty while she sleeps peacefully among the Heather that he hires several svartalfar to create a bronze statue of her beauty, but the svartalf are so good in their craft that Loki falls in love with the statue, tricks Odin into breathing life into it, and marries it, but it goes mad knowing it is a construct, and takes over Freyja’s life, and eventually they come to an agreement where they trade places once every 100 years, and no one knows who the original is to this day
Used to live at a place with a massive coyote population. We got em here, too, but nothing like that. Nightly they’d yip as they ran around our yard, dozens of them. Every single night. You’d sometimes see them like a whirlwind, literally circling the house and making the craziest loud group noise. It didn’t last long, as there got to be more human activity at the house (it had been empty for a while, and then occupied by a lone meth head who never went outside) they found other grounds up in the woods. But for the first several weeks we were there it was terrifying to even consider going outside past dusk. If you left something in the car, you just had to wait til morning for it.