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I trow I hung on that windy Tree nine whole days and nights, stabbed with a spear, offered to Odin, myself to mine own self given, high on that Tree of which none hath heard from what roots it rises to heaven.

Words of The High One, The Edda

Aesirs Aesirgoddesses

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