The Seer In White
The Flight of Sleipnir
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Out from the mist she came
Wet from the morning rain
Her hand stretched out to me
Her face without expression
And then she spoke unto me
A foresight of destiny
Her eyes a gateway beyond
Her presence divine
She weaves the thread of fate
She sees what the future holds
The seer in white, her staff in hand
A prophecy foretold
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