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The Patient Watcher

Between the high tide and the low,
thank Mani's timely ebb and flow,
So stands upon the twilight beach,
a one eyed gaze of distant reach.
Worn clothes he wares of greyish hue,
and cloak does billow midnight blue.
There looks unto horizon clear,
in hand holds dear the rune carved spear.

For distant child he came to wait,
come travelling beyond the gate.
stands Hanged One, High and Lord of Ghosts,
High one, Third or Chief of Hosts.
In Mimir's well he cast to seithe,
the other worlds in truth perceive.
His Midgard eye still on the right,
while left burns bright with golden light.


Neal Grout

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Image: From the "World of Midgard" card game.
 

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