#swedish tradition

[tofreezetime]

summer friends

[thedecayingflower]

Happy AllaHelgona/Día de (los) Muertos <3

I will forever miss you guys <3

[korokspiesofhyrule]

I wrote a short horror movie idea about a swedish tradition I learned today called the Gävle goat.

Some movie quotes from my friend @hilariousseagoat :

"Your goats will come back to haunt you....every year...."

"Yule Be Sorry"

"Yule Have To Watch Out"

Here's the story I hope you enjoy it and it was a rush writing process so it's not perfect.

Title: Goats of yule tide past

The first goat was financed by Harry Ström. On 1 December 1966, a 13-metre (43 ft) tall, 7-metre (23 ft) long, 3-tonne goat was erected in the square. On New Year's Eve, the goat was burnt down, and the perpetrator was found and convicted of vandalism.

On Dec. 1, 1966, the 43-foot-tall goat was erected in the square. A few minutes into New Year's Day, 1967, the Gävle Goat was on fire. It was the first act of arson in what would become a holiday tradition of violence against the animal. Since the goat is a yule spirit it grew bitter of every year someone tries to burn down the beautiful tradition, and every year the yule goat spirit watches everyone who attempts to burn the statue. The gävle goat indeed takes the bad luck of the year, but it only uses it to kill or harm those who harm it.

An elite team is tracked down and payed individually 50,0000 to burn down the goat, even if the people remake the goat, they're tasked to burn it too. They're hiding in a closed store as a base of operations when they get a stern warning that they will be harmed if they attempt to complete their mission, ignoring the warnings they burn down two of the goats, but the team quickly finds their teammates killed in gruesome ways near the goat statues. Before they die they see a huge black goat dressed in red and bells.

Terrified of getting killed after seeing the goat kill a teammate, the few left (assume a team of 10 people) run and hide while two teammates are about to shoot the goat. In an attempt to stop them the goat kills both as the arrow hits the statue, making the goats anger and power double once again. The three team members left swear off destroying the statues, it's not enough for the yule goat so it kills two. The last remaining member begs the host to let him live and he'll help protect the statue at any cost until he's old and dies, and for a moment the goat thinks about that. But seeing as the entire team and him were having a great time and joking around when they were burning the previous statues down he finds a easy solution.

"I'll let you live" the goat spoke calmly. Tears in his eyes clinging on the red robes the yule goat wore the last remaining arsonist on his team, Quinn, bowed on the cloth "thank you, thank you so much! I'll protect the gävle goat with my life!". The yule goat nodded it's head "yes you will, as the gävle goat statue." Panicking Quinn looked up fearfully"you- you mean making sure it doesn't burn down". The yule goat squinted it as before ripping out Quinn's heart in the blink of an eye. Eyes huge and pleading with mercy to find none, blood trailing out of the hole his heart once was, and choking on his own blood as the yule goat stared down at him struggling to breathe. The yule goat didn't budge, not once. Not as he fell over freezing and dying in a puddle of his own blood, reaching a hand out but the yule goat spoke an ancient language over his heart. Plumes of red, gold and orange smoke appeared at the ends of his robe swirling around to the hooves around Quinn's heart.

Quinn's body disappeared completely leaving a puddle of blood in its place and the snowy outline of his body and the hooves of a goat a foot before it. Police found 9 massacred dead bodies in a closed store three blocks from the annual gävle goat statues. There seemed to be no evidence of how the 9 arsonists died or what could have killed them, the tenth arsonist was identified by his blood but never found. The missing body of Quinn Alexander bank was never found but police refuse to share the leads they have on the case. One civilian watching the massacre happen says it was the mythical yule goat, with the video evidence to back up the claim. Police paid the person to never speak of the incident to anyone.

The gävle goat Is attempted to be burnt down every year, and those that are nearby claim they hear screaming coming from the gävle goat, this claim was checked out but nothing was found.

[dendro80]

Glad Påsk! Happy Easter! 🐣🥚🌿

March 2024 🐓

Avesta, Dalarna, Sweden

[saturnvs]

spöken

[huariqueje]

Christmas Market - John Carlson , 1962.

Swedish , 1896-1979

Oil on panel , 54.5 x 45.5 cm.

[eliasericson]

three painted pots i will be selling at fijuk marknad in gothenburg saturday 27 april!

[frostedmagnolias]

Swedish Wedding Crown

early 18th century

Walters Art Museum

[arc-hus]

Saltviga House, Lillesand, Norway - Kolman Boye Architects

[jeeklaart]

To -may- to To -mah- to 🍅

( find me here )

[tizeline]

I love the fact that non-swedes have discovered the Gävle Goat and are all cheering for it's inevitable annual demise

[folkfashion]

Swedish woman, Sweden, by Linda Fernlund

[thedecayingflower]

Happy AllaHelgona/Día de (los) Muertos <3

I will forever miss you guys <3

[vintagehomecollection]

Snug in the old-fashioned sense of the word, the kitchen has more breathing space than normally found in small houses. Extra-wide doorways lead to the dining room, easing the way for food transportation and movement of furniture. Similarly, French doors allow extra light to shine into the woody room, and the terrace becomes an outdoor dining or sitting 'room' when weather permits.

House Beautiful Weekend Homes, 1990

[dendro80]

The third of advent was yesterday. 🕯️🕯️🕯️

December 2023

Avesta, Dalarna, Sweden

[filurig]

– this whole - the dancing, singing, pole...raising. it is all rather ridiculous... 'midsummer'. i fail to... see the point of this human... invention. for once.

arvo's words were slurred, uneven - as if merely letting them past his lips was a great effort... this was, no doubt, influenced by the drink in his hand, resting on his stomach. folke, who had, in fact, brewed the alcohol that they were drinking, giggled - not exactly sober himself.

– i'm... the only human here, arvo. remember...

– no kraksi, or crakam, in sartrill, raises a huge, leafy pole for long summer days, that much i know.

– okay, haha - the pole thing... the pole thing is entirely human, probably. but... gullmar - tomtar, celebrate 'solvarvir' around the same time... trolls celebrate, uh... oh, curses, i'll butcher it... 'rawr - owa'... rawrr - oh wra? rawr... haha!

arvo opened one of his eyes slowly, fighting against some kind of weight that has, somehow, been set upon them - in order to look at the human beside him, still struggling to pronounce the foreign word correctly. a corner of the basilisk's lips twitched upwards.

– hm. nevermind what i said. there is a certain element of entertainment present, i suppose...