tiw
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O’ Tiw, Great God of the Sky, Husband of Eorthe, your breath is the winds, and your laughter is the thunder crackling alongside your son, Thunor, Father of Sunne, Mona, and Eostre, I call to you, bless my bindings, let me break free of the shackles that contain me. I give you my troth, as…
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Dōmgeorn, Protector of the Just, Sky-father, I call to you. I raise my voice to hail you above, and give my oats to honor you. Bring me strength, bring my justice, see to the unjustices in my life, and let me be at peace. O’ Tiw, I hail to thee!
