It's the dark of the moon, and in any case cloudy; after night fell, I stepped out into the backyard softly lit by the glow of the city and blóted Mona, Sunne, Bil, Hjúki, Vǫr, Dæg, Niht, Gná, and Hermóðr with the last of the red wine plus a little bottle of merlot.
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