Ragnarök is the doom of the gods, and the end of the world.
It begins with three winters of wars in Miðgarð. Then Fimbulvetr follows, the winter of winters, with bitter frosts and biting winds. Three such winters will follow with no summer between them.
Then the end will begin. The wolf Skoll will seize the sun and swallow her, spattering Ásgarð with gore. The wolf Hati will catch the moon and mangle him. The stars will vanish. The earth will shake. Every bond and fetter will burst.
Cocks will crow to raise the dead in Hel's realm and the giants in Jötenheim. Jörmangandr will work his way towards dry land. The ship Naglfar, made from dead men's nails, will sail, packed with giants. Loki, free from his bonds, will sail with the dead from Hel. The sons of Múspell will advance from the south, led by Surtr, the flame giant. All will converge on the field Vígríð: giants and the dead from Hel and Fenrir and Jörmangandr and Surtr and the blazing sons of Múspell.
Meanwhile, the gods, roused by Heimdall's horn, will meet in council. Óðin will ride Sleipnir to Mímir's spring to take advice from Mímir. Yggdrasil will shake and moan. All of the Æsir and all of the Einherjar in Valhöll will arm and prepare themselves and follow Óðin to Vígríð.
Surtr will fling fire in all directions. Ásgarð and Miðgarð and Jötenheim and Niflheim will become furnaces. The worlds will burn and the gods will die. Men, women, and children will die, giants will die, monsters will die. Birds and animals will die. The earth will sink into the sea.
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