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Glimpse of Doom

The Middle-World,
consumed by strife,
and ice.
Brothers defile sisters,
fathers murder sons,
the Great Winter,
spares no one.

Bonds burst,
and hatred,
poisons his mind.
The Sly One,
slips free from his,
sorrowful bonds.
Revenge he will seek.
Blood he will spill.

The Wolf runs free,
the Nine Worlds sundered.
The Great-Devourer,
born from Deceit and Anger,
shall consume existence.

RagnarokLokiLokeFenrirFimbulwinterOdinVolvaFenrisulfrFenris Wolf.

◄ Thrym's Demise

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