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Christians, it seemed to me, were forever weeping and I did not think Woden’s worshippers cried much.
Only the gods tell him what to do, and you should beware
Wyrd bi ful aræd, fate is unstoppable.
We are all lonely and all seek a hand to hold in the darkness. It is not the harp, but the hand that plays it.