Below is the tale of Baldr as it came to me while I conducted my research.  The purpose of this post is to continue to honor all the gods wrongly placed in the atheist’s graveyard.  I do not pretend that this is what the Eddas or any other ancient writings say.  This is my tale written to fulfill my promise.  No more, no less.  

Father, do you love me?
Of course, I do my youngest.  My day-and-night.
Do you really?
Yes, yes I do.  You know I cannot lie to you, Flame-eye
Prove it to me.  Send me down a joyful man, a man worthy of me.
What?  Down here?
Yes down here.  To lighten my heart.  To sit in honor beside me.
But…
So you don’t love me.
I do love you my daughter.  Be…
Nevermind.
Oh my split heart, my Hellakin come back here to Papa. 
I promise you, Hel, by the very line that divides your body to bring you the man you ask.  Who?
Baldr, the god of light. He is the only one with a gentle enough heart to learn to look past…this.
And so you bring me to my fate, child.  Whether I want it or not.

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Baldr, my beloved son, why is your light so dim?
Mother I had a nightmare…at least I hope it was a nightmare.  Hel told me in three days I would be hers.
My bright warrior brought low by a dream?  Surely not.
It was a dream unlike any I’ve had before.  It worries me.

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Well old one, it is done.  Fetch me water.  I wish to bathe.
What is done, my lady?
I have asked every living thing to promise not to harm Baldr.
Everything?
All but the mistletoe for it is too young to make the oath.

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Hod why do you sit here, while others make sport of your brother’s blessing?
You know well Laufeyson, that I cannot see to even hit the broadside of a barn.
Come, come! Join the fun!  I will aid you in your aim.
Take this dart.  Turn to the left a bit.  Now throw high.

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It is done, daughter of mine.  It is done. Baldr should be here within a day. 
I hope you are pleased. Your gift brings about the end.
Oh Father.  You do love me.  I had no doubts.  The realm is prepared for my honored guest.
Be aware, someone will come asking what ransom you would accept to set him free.
A ransom? Why no one leaves my realm!
And neither will he.  Tell them all must mourn Baldr’s passing. 
All as in every thing, alive or dead.  I will take care of the rest.

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Loki, brother of Odin, I’ve never seen you so deeply in your cups.
S’ut up, pig entrails and bring me another.  I need to toast Helliekin.  She has her love an' me pain.
Helliekin? Hel?  Hel is in love? 
Another!
Certainly, my good man.  Who has her heart?
I prove’ my love to her.  I did. 
Of course you did!  Here let me fill that up for you.
Such a good father, tha’s me.  Thanks to his mama and the mistletoe.