ABSTRACT
TRAVELLERS by night and those who stay alert to watch their flocks and herds are often encompassed by monstrosities of various A kinds. Of these Saxo of Sjælland has sung as follows: A savage choir of spectres hurtle along the wind, raising their deafening howl to the stars. Satyrs and fauns, horned and hoofed, with wrathful gaze fight alongside the ghosts. Here too flock bird-headed fiends pressing their way, deadly ghouls and witches together, furies bound forward, with them devil-gods thronging, jostled by the hell-hag and baboon-faced demons. 1
Grim dance of ghosts
