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The tangled bine-stems scored the sky
Like strings of broken lyres
|When Frost was|
|And Winter's dregs|
eye of day.
|Every winter, Freya abandons the world in search of her husband, crying tears of gold and amber.|
Every spring, Flora wakes to depose Cailleach Bheur to end unending winter and make way for summer.
|Every year, Cailleach returns.|
((A work in progress. The character is original. The PB is Queen Elizabeth. The Mun is 21+.))