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| "The fates I fathom, yet farther I see: of the mighty gods the engulfing doom. Brothers will battle to bloody end, and sisters' sons thier siblings betray; woe's in the world, much savagery; axe-age, sword-age. Sundered are the shields. Wind-age, wolf-age ere the the world crumbles; will the spear of no man spare the other." ---Lay of the Poetic Edda, The Twilight of the Gods |