In the beginning, before the heaven and the earth and the sea were created, the great abyss
Ginungagap was without form and void, and the spirit of Fimbultyr moved upon the face of
the deep, until the ice-cold rivers, the Elivogs, flowing from Niflheim, came in contact with
the dazzling flames from Muspelheim. This was before Chaos.
And Fimbultyr said: Let the melted drops of vapor quicken into life, and the giant Ymer
was born in the midst of Ginungagap. He was not a god, but the father of all the race of evil
giants. This was Chaos.
And Fimbultyr said: Let Ymer be slain and let order be established. And straightway
Odin and his brothers---the bright sons of Bure---gave Ymer a mortal wound, and from his
body made they the universe; from his flesh, the earth; from his blood, the sea; from his
bones, the rocks; from his hair, the trees; from his skull, the vaulted heavens; from his eyebrows,
the bulwark called Midgard.