Horil is the god of the night. He is considered to be a kindly god; a sort of night-watchman or guardian. Horil is called upon to protect those who must work or travel by night. He is also often invoked by travelers seeking shelter before nightfall, or for protection while sleeping.

Depictions of Horil vary wildly, he is most often portrayed as a robed and hooded figure; sometimes a Human man, and sometimes a Lek’re owl. He is almost always carrying a lantern. Stars are associated with Horil; and are said to be the souls of those he protects. Falling stars are, therefore, considered an ill omen. The moon is not associated with Horil, being instead a symbol of Domik.

Stories about Horil

The Children and the Lantern
Once upon a time, there was a woman and her children who lived at the edge of a village, surrounded by a great forest. The woman had two children, a boy of 10 named Collin, and a girl of 8 named Amelia. They had grown up playing at the edges of the forest, and they knew the shapes of the plants; both good and ill. Their mother always warned them to stay within sight of home, for fear that they would be lost in the forest.

One day, Collin and Amelia startled a resting fawn, and gave chase, darting through the brush and beneath the branches. They were fleet of foot, and so kept pace with the fawn for some time, but when it at last ducked away, they found themselves deeper in the woods than they had been before. Collin was unafraid, and told his sister that they could simply follow their own tracks home, and so they began to follow their footprints. But soon night was falling, and in the darkness, they lost the tracks, and were even more lost than before. Now Collin and Amelia were afraid, for as they knew the plants of the forest, so to did they know the animals – the wolves and forest-cats, the bears and boars. They huddled beneath a tree, shivering with cold and fear, until Amelia looked up through the forest canopy and saw a single star. The star reminded her of the village temple, dedicated to many gods, including a god of the night; Horil, the guide with the lantern. She began to pray, and her brother with her, until a light appeared in the forest ahead of them – it appeared to be a lantern, but glowing with a pale blue light, almost like starlight. The children took each others hand and followed the light, weaving through trees until the lantern went out. They were about to cry out when they saw another light ahead; the candlelight coming from the windows of their own home.

They rushed inside, to be welcomed by their relieved mother, and they told her the story of how they had been lost, and found the way home. And so, the next day, mother and children went to the temple to light candles in thanks to Horil, the god of safe passage.


Tygris Faye