Tales of Fenris

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The Warlock of Albany

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The Warlock of Albany

 

Fenris Magnuson having made five successful films in Burbank California has also made a small fortune in the process.

"It's about time MacFarland!" says Fenris as he takes delivery of his new silver Porsche 911 Turbo Carrera. "I'm going back East for awhile and I'll need the all-wheel-drive."

"Why back East?"

"Well, I've been working pretty hard the past few years. It's time for a little high quality nookie while I still can. Besides, these leathery sunburned women out here are just too dry for me" says Fenris innocently, meaning nothing in particular.

MacFarland, however, thinking of his ex-wife whose mumified boby was found by police in an unpaid mini storage unit some years ago, frowns.

"Just kidding, Mac. Actually it's more a question of real estate."

"You gonna keep doing movies?"

"When I get back." Looking at the car "Better turn her off. Don't want the old girl to overheat."
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Nine days later just before dawn on March 21, 2013 Fenris slides into the Porsche and heads east out of LA.

After two days visiting old friends in Las Vegas he hits the open desert. The sky is very blue with beautiful orangy morning clouds and he feels invigorated. The Porsche accelerates very quickly to 150 MPH.

Out loud to himself "I can't believe how fast this is. The Talon was a monster coming out here, but this...."  The road stretches out like a ribbon endlessly ahead. The Porsche devours it smoothly all day. Occasionally the ribbon veers around a mountain, sometimes into merciful shade.
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Albany New York. The hilltop location is very beautiful. The lawn gives way to horse and cow pasture, and this to apple orchard stretching gently down all the way to the river meandering away in the distance.

Fenris sees the house. For some reason it looks much better than in the pictures. Truly a small Chateau. Only fifteen thousand square feet. Three floors fifty by one hundred. All of hewn gray stone. Low Country Gothic in the tradition of the wealthy Hudson River Valley Dutch.

The towers at each corner will defend these walls nicely against the vast legions of mediocrity. The pointed roofs are clad with chalky looking blue green copper. "Like the hats of beautiful young agrarian Witches" Fenris thinks lovingly.

He gets out of the car. The broker, Marge Trimble, a tall foxy brunette about thirty eight, greets him warmly. "I hope you've eaten. Showing this will take at least three hours."

"Or hopefully a bit longer" says Fenris warmly. She smiles and opens the huge heavy oak door. Fenris follows her inside and gazes with delight at the front hall. Golden feather-edged oak paneling for the wainscoting. Above this maroon Lincrusta. Above this even the ceiling is oak paneled.

Marge turns right and Fenris follows her into the library. The paneled oak in this room is a deep orange brown. Huge fireplace with navy blue tile. The mantel is supported by Temple of the Winds spiral pillars with Ram's Horn capitals, all hand carved. Above three large complex chandeliers made from stag antlers. "Beautiful!" he exclaims. They go fast, but, showing the house takes two and a half hours.

Then they start on the outbuildings. The immense barn is finer than most houses. Wainscoting in the horse stalls, but it's the hippodrome that catches Fenris' attention. All paneled like a British men's club in a reddish brown stained oak similar to the library, but with more of a "country style" oil finish.

The entire space is about two hundred feet square with steel roof spanners allowing for no vertical members interrupting the floor. "Unbelievable" Fenris sighs with delight as his imagination swells. "Le Chambre D'Art. An outdoorsy forest theme. With the horse stalls converted to nice living quarters, I can accommodate many little sweethearts in this place" he thinks.
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Luckily the house is mostly furnished and not that badly. The former owners had very good taste and acquired things all over the world. Fenris feels like he's back at the mansion in Lyndonville Vermont, but on an even grander scale. He decides not to become attached to any of the stuff even though he likes much of it. It takes about four months to do all the renovations. Fenris sells the unwanted items and acquires a few additional pieces.

During this period Fenris first has the hippodrome floor paved with beautiful polished terrazzo made from blue-gray granite. He also has thirty six large stag antler chandeliers like the one in the library custom made to illuminate the entire chamber. He also has the horse stalls converted into nice living quarters. This is easy because most of the necessary wiring and plumbing are already in place.

While the men work Fenris has heavy wooden tables placed at the four cardinal points in the hippodrome as altars to the four quarters for High Pagan Ritual. He gathers dried grapevines and entwines them through the ceiling spanners so they look as though they grew that way. With bundled cornstalks and pumpkins he decorates the entire hippodrome. All this takes many days, but once the proper minerals and ritual items are in place the entire effect is absolutely splendid. Rich, but earthy. Opulent, but humble. Like the court of an Elfin King.

In the evenings Fenris gets on the Internet and joins dating sites in New York City. At the end of the four months he heads down state to meet all the beauties he has contacted. It's now early September.

Another six weeks passes as he dates and cultivates these ladies. When he returns to Albany he has fourteen beautiful women ranging from nineteen to thirty two who have agreed to live with him.

When they arrive Fenris shows them the property, and on the huge terrace overlooking the river valley, he addresses his Witches.

"Dearest ladies. Today marks the fulfillment of a lifelong dream to be the priapic male in a kindred group of fifteen living together in a pleasant country home. We will have a nice vegetable garden which I will tend. I will also tend to all the needs both physical and spiritual of my fourteen beauties. As I am sure you all know, I have the energy to do this. I am very good at giving prolonged pleasure to women and make a fine intellectual companion as well.

There will, of course, be certain house rules:

1. Ladies must take care of their own pets.

2. No birds or animals in cages. Animals are not criminals.

3. Pets allowed only in the dining hall where the floor is tile.

4. Dogs will be encouraged to beg food at table.

5. Each lady can train me in special methods to please her.
If I do not give enough pleasure, she can devise incentives.

6. Outside boyfriends will not allowed to visit the house.

7. Each lady must take care of her own grocery shopping and personal expenses.

8. Any lady who is unhappy should speak openly to me of this.

9. After one month together, ladies can choose a leader to assist me in ritual celebrations at Full Moon and Sabbats.

I am speaking about a life filled with love and caring. This arrangement makes it easy to afford clothes and automobiles. Eventually each lady will want a younger man and possibly a family. I will be sorry when that happens, of course, but every good rooster knows that he must truly please all his hens."

The girls unpack and relax just in time for an awesome naked Samhain Ritual with Fenris as Priapic Celebrant. He enjoys orgiastic sex with many of them afterward and on a weekly basis thereafter.
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Most of the girls have brought computers with them and one morning at breakfast Fenris addresses them in the large common kitchen. He reveals the next part of his plan.

"A man like me certainly needs at very least one hundred and seventy girlfriends to be truly happy. Thirteen covens of fourteen Witches each. In the large rituals on Sabbat days an entire coven to represent each sign of the Zodiac. Three covens at each of the four quarters. Plus one coven with twelve Witches as ruler of each of the other covens. The other two will assist me in ritual. Total one hundred seventy. We only need one hundred and fifty six more cuties. I'm hoping you can help out by getting on the Internet to round em up."
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The girls place ads, post to message boards, and join dating websites. Within no time Fenris begins to have dialogs with beautiful Pagan girls worldwide about coming to Albany.

All of this wholesome success begins to attract the jealous attention of prudish perverted individuals and groups. The girls begin to receive nasty letters from a great many sexually repressed individuals whose inferior development makes no allowance for the Liberty of others. Several very stupid complaints are filed and quickly thrown out of court as simply un American.

In one case, a league of religious "housewives and mothers" headed by a morbidly obese lesbian, files a lawsuit to stop "this terrible immorality of open promiscuity in our midst." As coincidence will have it, one day the leader is abducted, stripped naked, and whipped by a group of four attractive young couples who then force the sow into close attendance while they enjoy normal uninhibited sex for hours on blankets in the woods. Later, for some reason or another, our stalwart civic leader decides to call off the lawsuit.

There continue to be many similar incidents. There are legal battles and whenever possible quick extralegal remedies. Fenris and his freethinking ladies win against the evil cowards every time. Within three months there are one hundred and seventy girls living in the special quarters. The field next to the barns has become a parking lot for sports cars of every variety.
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May 1 2014

An awesome ritual is performed at solar noon in the hippodrome. Fenris Magnuson is at the ready as Priapic Celebrant for one hundred and seventy beautiful naked Witches. This event has been preceded by a month of celibacy for Fenris. Liz, the most wicked of the Witches, has been teasing him mercilessly for a days and he is as horny as an "Old Billy Goat".

Order Founding for The Coven of the Witches

Preliminary rites are performed.
 
I. Rejoicing in the Sun

II. Tracing of the Circle of White Flame to the Four Quarters

III. Then Fenris, assisted by Liz and Dorrie, solemnly reads.

"Further, let it be Proclaimed among the Wise, this First Day of May 2014 that Sir Fenris Magnuson and the One Hundred and Seventy Ladies here assembled have organized themselves into a purposeful body, now formed as

Coven of the Witches

deriving it's just and rightful authority through the members by:

Their careful observation of the continuing lessons of history

Their profound understanding and mastery of the great Liber Mundi

Their arduous study and initiation into the Ancient Mysteries

Their direct and absolute knowledge of Odin's Will

The World Tree Yggdrasill herein symbolizes the Quest, that one condition which will allow an unimpeded future for the Evolutionary Expression of all living things.

Towards fulfillment of the purpose of this Order, Sir Fenris Magnuson and these One Hundred and Seventy Witches, laboring under the premises of the Ten Rayed Star, do in the Great Name of Yggdrasill, pledge themselves:

To perpetually strive towards undefiled wisdom and to continually bring to the attention of their fellows, any and all information which could be reasonably construed as having the potential for increasing individual Liberty, earthly happiness, or personal spiritual development.

To, among the profane, dedicate themselves to the promoting of knowledge, truth, and Light through the initiation of such action as will reflect a careful consideration of the relative development of the individuals in question.

To give their lives and arms in service to Our Lady Liberty in unfailing vigilance under Sun and Moon and Stars to the end of days."

IV. Fenris' Priapic Initiation:         

"I, Sir Fenris Magnuson, Priapic Celebrant in the Great Name of Freya, do pledge myself eternally to the principles of the

Coven of the Witches

To strive vigorously for that power which is attained only through unquestioning embonered service to all beautiful and shapely Witches.

I further declare that, should ever I falter in my loyalty to the Quest, Liberty Triumphant and Eternal, I hope to know the withering disdain of Freya in my wretched heart. As stalwart ally to the Alfar, and with the inspiration, strength, and authority that I receive from the Aesir and Vanir, this First Day of May 2014, I do affirm myself, Sir Fenris Magnuson of Wolfhaven, irrevocably as stalwart in my service to the Evolutionary Destiny of all things.

In Furtherance of the New Aeon.

Love is the Law. Love Under Will.

Hail unto the Aesir and Vanir!

Hail unto the Alfar!

Hail Yggdrasill !"

 

Commencement of Festivities

[This latter business is XXX rated and will not be disclosed in this context.]
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The whole world is now abuzz about the "Warlock of Albany". Thousands of women from all over the planet write to Fenris offering themselves sexually. They come to Albany in droves creating great prosperity for local motel and restaurant owners. Fenris serves just as many of them as his health will permit.

Now Fenris reveals the bigger plan. He gives a book "The Doctrine of Uninhibited Moral Living" as a gift to the world. It becomes one of the most read books in all of human history. By May 1 of 2015 it is generally conceded to be the new sexual ethic for America and the World.

October 31 2015

Poll results are announced by the media showing that a majority of people on Earth have moved to eclectic evolutionary spirituality. Neurosis and arbitrary violence, plus drug, alcohol, and tobacco use have all but disappeared from the planet.

Fenris is sitting on his deck overlooking Lake Tahoe eating a nice breakfast of salmon steak, buttermilk biscuits with Monteray Jack, and raspberries as he hears the good news on TV.

"Holy Mataskeezits! That's Shomnifica" says Fenris as he looks at Liz with a loving twinkle in his eye. "Filet Minot tonight, Bimbo!" she replies happily.

 

October 7, 2006

Morning