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Rite of Family
Allfather Odin, Sky-Cloaked Wanderer
From ancient Northern lands
We call to you across mountain and forest,
Across Ocean, Lake, River and Stream
Through the realms of immutable
And unspeakable time –
We call to you in lands of mystery
Where ravens cast a knowing eye,
And the howl of distant wolves
Fill the crisp North Wind –
We call to you across the ages of time
Of our glorious past,
And the rising temple
Of our new beginnings.
Odin, mirror of man, Nature and universe,
From Midgard we call to you,
Your people are still here
With the iron will of your noble ancestors.
We will fight
And we will follow your command
Til we earn our rightful place in Valhalla.
Grant thy message and wisdom
And enter this circle now.
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