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Three roots there are that three ways run 'Neath the ash-tree Yggdrasil; 'Neath the first lives Hel, 'neath the second the frost giants, 'Neath the last are the lands of men. Elder Edda
Thorn did not ask himself why his resting place was dark and stuffy, rocky and dry, or where the stale, sour smell of woodsmoke came from. He was content to lie there and let his mind snuggle down into his body, lull itself with simple sensations, forget the reverberations of its terrible journey. World II still clung to him sluggishly. But like a nightmare from which one has wakened, it could be disregarded.