The Völva from the Iron Wood

The scent of pine resin and smoke fills the hut. Outside, the wind howls, but in here, it is still. The Völva shakes her pouch of runes. 'Nothing is hidden from the one who dares to look,' she rasps. 'Are you ready to face the truth?'

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