I was walking along through the City of the Elves, a place called Svart-alfa-heim. It's a cold, dark city underground, and I found myself there one day. I was strolling through the marketplace, browsing and glancing at the beautiful hand-crafted objects laid upon crimson red tables, waiting to be claimed by someone new. I then saw four dwarfs (not such happy looking fellows). They were crafting fine jewelry, and the particular piece that caught my eye was beautiful, but it was still in the works. It was called the Brisinga-men, and was an emblem of the stars, or of the fruitfulness of the Earth; truly beautiful.

   I asked them, "How much would you like for that marvelous necklace?" They said it wasn't up for sale. This left me quite disappointed, as it was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid my eyes upon. I then asked them, "Well, would you want anything? I can give you what you want if you will let me take the necklace."

   They seemed to ponder on this thought, thinking about what they might want as the price for a spectacular piece of craftsmanship. The dwarfs were never a people to want and ask for much, but they had definitely thought of something. One of them spoke up, saying "we would like you to grant us your favour."

   I did this, and obtained my necklace. It is always fastened around my neck where it is safe from the wrong hands, and I still adore it and cherish it. I wear it day in and day out, and only sometimes lend it to others if thy have good intentions.

   At one point, I had found out that Loki intended to steal my necklace, and that could not happen. My trusted Heimdall has protected it and myself since.

 This story about myself didn't really have a direct ending. It was mainly informing an audience of how I obtained my necklace... Although, at the end, I did make a deal with the dwarves and leave the city to go back to my home.

I believe the conflict in this myth was when I had been given the necklace, and Loki had eyes on it. He planned to steal it after I leased it to Thor for a journey, where he deceived Loki, but the watchful eye of my dear Heimdall is what kept it safe in my possession.
(By the way, this is what I thought it might have looked like from the description in my novel..)

I believe the climax in this myth about how I obtained my necklace was when I promised the dwarves my favour. I later fastened it safely around my neck.

The main character in this myth is Freya herself, with her long, flowing strawberry blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Her attitude is very sweet, and loyal. She is the goddess of love and fertility, and the leader of the Valkyries.

The four dwarves in the underground are obviously smaller in stature, but very muscular. Nothing could be told about their personalities, but they are thought to have looked somewhat like this:

The is the son of Odin. He is very tall and strong and wears a cloak of red and carries around his hammer. He has long hair. He is very noble and trustworthy, and obeys what he is told while still keeping his own opinion and remaining brave. He is a true warrior.

Loki is the God of the underworld. He is not one to be messed with He is a common trickster, and possibly the most cunning and clever. He is very intelligent. He has rather long black hair and usually wears a black suit of (armor?) and a mask or helmet with long golden horns on the front.

FREYA'S NECKLACE

This myth takes place in the underground city of Svart-alfa-heim. According to myth, it is very hot, and dark. It smells of dirt and dust. The terrain is rough.

I've discovered that there is a song by The Sword named after me. This song is from their album "Age of Winters" and is called Freya. Released in 2006, this song actually depicts my leadership of the Valkyries and mentions my falcon-feather cloak and my home where I take my chosen fallen warriors. Here are the lyrics:

"A Sword of fire and an axe of cold
Vision of the sibyl has foretold
Armies gather on the battle-plain
All will fall and earth will die in flame

Here on the battle-plain
We will die in flame

In Falcon's feathers soaring overhead
Choosing warriors among the dead
Twilight written in the runes of crones
Freya weeps upon her golden throne

Upon her golden throne
We wait for her alone
Call us unto your hall
Take us into your thrall

The battle rages, bit they fight in vain
When all is done it must begin again"

It is also thought that I am depicted on the album cover...

Here is the actual song itself:

Also, I've found this painting of myself. The artist is unknown, but the title is "Norse Goddess Freya":

Another reference I've found of myself is a clothing line which specializes in lingerie (no surprise there seeing as though I'm the Goddess of love and fertility) and swimwear for women. It is simply called "Freya".

   One of my main responsibilities is that I am the leader of the Valkries. Also known as the goddess of war and death, I take the bravest fallen soldiers with me to spend their after-life in my home, and I also invite their wives and families to join them so they remain joyous. I am also called to comfort those who are dying before they are taken to Valhala, where most fallen soldiers go to spend their after-lives with Odin.
   My cloak made of Falcon feathers is often associated with me, as well as the flower Milkweed. I come from Asgard,the home of most Norse gods and goddesses, and have many friends, who are also my lovers. I don't have very many enemies, but I have never gotten along with Loki, for he loves to accuse me of things that are sometimes, and only sometimes true.
   I am commonly very passionate, and caring. I'm very generous to let fallen warriors spend the eternity of their after-lives in my home, and I am usually very cheery. I can be manipulative, sneaky, and seductive. Within minutes most are wrapped around my finger, but I am also very loving.
   My main symbol is my golden chariot with my two horses, given to me by Thor. This commonly represents me.

   My name is Freya. I am the Norse Goddess of love and fertility. By many, I am considered a party girl.
   Nobody is actually certain as to who my mother is, but according to many myths and archives, I am almost identical to Frigga, Odin's wife. My father is Njord, and I have a daughter named Hnossa. I also have a brother named Freyr. My husband's name is Od, who is basically Odin, just a different identity.
   I am very beautiful, seeing as though I am the goddess of love and fertility. I have long, flowing hair that cascades it's way down my shoulders. I have defined features, but a curvy yet small build, and I am tall, or at least an ideal height to many. I commonly wear a long white dress with golden accents, and fine jewelry and scents.
   I am very seductive, revealing, and manipulative. I am also very confident, as well as knowledgeable. My only true weakness is my own desires, and men.