Mimir: The rememberer beneath the roots

Before the gods shaped the Nine Worlds and long before the sagas were sung, there was only memory, and its keeper was Mímir. Beneath the roots of Yggdrasil lay the still, dark well where thought becomes remembrance and truth settles like silt. From these depths Mímir drank, learning what even the gods feared to know. His wisdom was born not of thunder or war, but of silence, sacrifice, and the weight of remembering. This is not just the tale of a mythic guardian, but a meditation on the cost of insight and the quiet power of memory. In the shadow of the World-Tree, Mímir’s voice endures, whispering the truths that shaped the gods themselves.