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<h2>The frozen lake cracked beneath his feet. Leitandi rather chose to go back and around it to not risk a sinking in some forsaken freezing undercurrent.</h2>In a Norse woodland where the mortal and the divine intersect, there too he lived as a humble hunter. But his fate was bound by the threads of destiny which Norns are weaving. He lived a quiet life in a secluded village near the edge of the world, where mountains rose like ancient sentinels, guarding the boundary between realms seen and unseen. Leitandi, with his unremarkable garb and simple demeanor, never thought himself worthy of greatness. Yet, as the gods weave their threads in mysterious ways, the tapestry of Leitandi's life was about to be transformed into something special!<img class="img-responsive" src="https://lh7-rt.googleusercontent.com/docsz/AD_4nXfpuupvyILWc9TmNHCxqibNhsyLfBfoSOn57olO9ArInOm4ydt16tjCQrGQ_OtU0PVyDgzoHHTKNjcS2QoaKdNT9bWFtx5ETKfrzjexj_xwvV8Cj3CT03tVIKVR8FMnooIaEBIYAISapzutJaL5ALCsD2p9BLb-dH4uiyxzdonS8bmH0By0soY?key=KQAn_zIq0efm7V8iomEkX3lh" height="26.0" width="329.0"> <h2>It was 17th February in the evening, when the sky was shooting lightning as though the heavens themselves were at alarm, Leitandi unsuccessfully hunted a white rabbit because all other prey apparently escaped earlier in the heart of the fiercest forest.</h2>So he found himself deep within the Whispering Woods, a vast vegetation said to be inhabited by ancient spirits. The trees creaked with secrets, and the wind carried the whispers of long-forgotten legends. It was at twilight, that Leitandi saw something most unusual — three figures, each cloaked in but radiating a feeling of divine power. Curious but cautious, Leitandi hid in a bush quite far before the oldest oak, which was considered the holy heart of the Whispering Woods. He was watching and listening as the three figures spoke in low, urgent tones. What caught his attention most, however, was not the sight of them, but that their sentences seemed to vibrate through the air, carrying with them a weight of knowledge far beyond mortal comprehension. The first figure, a man in a silver suit, tall, thin and pale skinned, reminded Leitandi of a sparrowhawk. Though he appeared as a human, Leitandi knew from the faint shimmer of feathers at his wrists and the way his voice sliced through the air like a bird of prey that he was not of this world. Beside him stood two women, both in dark drapes and black brigandines Leitandi’s intuition hinted to him that they might be Huginn and Muninn, the human embodiments of the legendary ravens who served Odin, known to take human form when tasked with matters of deep importance. Leitandi, though unaware of the full extent of their identities, felt a pull in his heart as if some part of him recognized the sacred nature of this meeting. He dared not move, lest he be discovered. Yet, something within him urged him to listen — perhaps it was fate itself. The sparrowhawk-looking man spoke first, his voice sharp and clear. "Odin grows restless. The All-Father desires a new keeper of wisdom, one who may walk the realms of men and gods alike. The time is near when the balance must shift, and mortal hands must bear the weight of divine thought." The first of the raven resembling women nodded solemnly. "Indeed, my dearest love. It is rare for mortals to touch the realms we traverse. Their thoughts are fleeting, their minds clouded by time. But there is one — born among them who could rise above the fog of ignorance and ascend to a place where thought and memory remain unbroken." She smirked and gestured around at the horde of all the wood animals about which she uncovered that to they she installed the thought of going here and so lurking not a false humble hunter. The second woman, radiating raven-like features, added in a voice rich with ancient knowledge, "My beloved lord Ormrin, this one must not only remember, but also think with clarity beyond the bounds of time. Odin has foreseen it. The chosen mortal must possess the mind of a raven and the spirit of a hawk. He must see far, think deep, and remember everything." She blinked her eyes three times and noted that she had obscured the memory that the area around the oak tree was off-limits as a spiritual solace. The man with a brisk move like a bird of prey turned his golden eyes to the forest, as if sensing something beyond the veil of the visible world. "The wind whispered of a man for which I asked," he said softly. "A hunter in this wood. Perhaps it is he." Leitandi's heart pounded in his chest. Could they be speaking of him? His hands trembled, and yet, he could not tear himself away from the conversation. Something stirred within him, something ancient and primal, as though the very blood in his veins resonated with the words of these divine beings. <h2>The man stepped forward, his form shimmering with an ethereal light. "The man who overhears the words of gods’ servants, of saints, is no longer a mere mortal. He is chosen by the Norns, placed on the top of Yggdrasil itself. Let him come forward and claim his destiny."</h2><img class="img-responsive" src="https://lh7-rt.googleusercontent.com/docsz/AD_4nXfpuupvyILWc9TmNHCxqibNhsyLfBfoSOn57olO9ArInOm4ydt16tjCQrGQ_OtU0PVyDgzoHHTKNjcS2QoaKdNT9bWFtx5ETKfrzjexj_xwvV8Cj3CT03tVIKVR8FMnooIaEBIYAISapzutJaL5ALCsD2p9BLb-dH4uiyxzdonS8bmH0By0soY?key=KQAn_zIq0efm7V8iomEkX3lh" height="26.0" width="329.0">Leitandi felt the earth shift beneath him as a lightning from the speaker struck just before him. Without understanding why, his feet carried him from the shadows into the clearing surrounded by all the animals he had ever seen in forests. The man and the two women turned towards him, and in that moment, Leitandi knew he was standing before beings of immense power. "You have heard us," said the man like a lord talking to his servant, but his voice was softer, almost compassionate. "And now there is no turning back." Leitandi bowed his head, unsure of what to say. "I... I do not understand. Why me?" The first female stepped forward, placing a hand on Leitandi's shoulder. "You are a seeker. Even your name Leitandi says so. Your thoughts have always stretched beyond the horizon, though you may not have realized it. You have deeply pondered the mysteries about the circle of life and afterlife, and in doing so, you have drawn the attention even of us, utmost advanced animals." The second sleek woman placed his other hand on Leitandi's opposite shoulder. "You have carried memories of lifetimes within you, even if they are buried deep. We will help you uncover them. To remember is to hold power over time itself." The man introduced himself as Ormrin — the Dragonlord 911 lone—&nbsp; a secret Odin's Ambassador. He explained that the two others were Hugging, the Thought — his life Partner —, and Muninn, the Memory — his sexual slave. Then he raised his hand, and a gust of wind swept through the clearing. "And because today is my birthday, and as Odin's Ambassador, I'm used to giving gifts on this occasion, I will grant you the stealth of a sparrow to not be observed when you want not to — plus the sight of the hawk, the ability to see the world as it truly is, included to glance through the veil of matter. You will be able to hide yourself from the claws of mortal misuses while clearly seeing the tales asked from gods for you to make true.” The two dark draped women hugged the man in a silver suit, Huginn kissed him passionately while Muninn submissively waited until her receiving kiss was accepted. Then they all exclaimed: “In the name of love between us three, for this task of Thou tale we ask Thee!”<img class="img-responsive" src="https://lh7-rt.googleusercontent.com/docsz/AD_4nXfpuupvyILWc9TmNHCxqibNhsyLfBfoSOn57olO9ArInOm4ydt16tjCQrGQ_OtU0PVyDgzoHHTKNjcS2QoaKdNT9bWFtx5ETKfrzjexj_xwvV8Cj3CT03tVIKVR8FMnooIaEBIYAISapzutJaL5ALCsD2p9BLb-dH4uiyxzdonS8bmH0By0soY?key=KQAn_zIq0efm7V8iomEkX3lh" height="26.0" width="329.0">At that moment the last lightning of that day struck, even directly on him, and Leitandi felt a surge of energy flew through him. His mind expanded, his thoughts sharpened, and memories long forgotten rose to the surface of his consciousness. He could see not only his own past but the past of the world — the rise and fall of empires, the birth of stars, the whispered secrets of the cosmos. His thoughts moved with the speed of the wind, precise and unyielding, while his memory became an endless well of knowledge, each moment preserved in perfect clarity. <h3>Leitandi gasped, overwhelmed by the flood of that Absolute awareness. He fell to his knees, his body trembling with the sheer magnitude of the power that now coursed through him</h3> "You are no longer just a man," said Ormrin ominously, his voice echoing like the call of a bird of prey. "You are the vessel of Odin's wisdom, the keeper sight, of thought, memory, and memory. You will walk both in the realms of men and gods, assisting in manifesting tales of gods in the so-called reality among humans.“Ormrin than explained to Leitandi, that he's is in the world' just a visitor, veiled Veðrfölnir, a holy hawk, who normally sits between the eyes of an eagle perched atop Yggdrasil, the World Tree. “So you are the third eye of Odin, if you catch this highest flying truth,” Ormrin closed the top transformative topic. As the three figures began to fade into the twilight, Leitandi stood, his eyes filled with a new light. He was no longer the simple hunter he had once been. He had achieved three transcendental traits: the vision of the hawk, the thought and memory of ravens, and the Calling of eternity. And with these gifts, he would shape the future of men and even of gods! From that day forward, Leitandi walked the earth as a living legend. His mind was a fortress of knowledge, his thoughts swift and razor-sharp, his memory an unbroken thread that spanned the ages. He became a sage sought by kings, a mystic revered by scholars, and a hero whispered of in the halls of Valhalla itself. And though people knew him, if ever, only as Leitandi, the wise and the far-seeing, he knew in his heart that he was something more — a higher being, an immortal divine animal, forever bonded with the three terrific and awesome animal servants of Odin. <h3>And thus, the man who overheard the secret Odin's Ambassador sparrowhawk Ormrin and the two famous Odin's ravens, did indeed achieve Absolute awareness, masterful memory and transformative thought in ways no mortal had before. And he is still walking the path of eternity!</h3><img class="img-responsive" src="https://lh7-rt.googleusercontent.com/docsz/AD_4nXfpuupvyILWc9TmNHCxqibNhsyLfBfoSOn57olO9ArInOm4ydt16tjCQrGQ_OtU0PVyDgzoHHTKNjcS2QoaKdNT9bWFtx5ETKfrzjexj_xwvV8Cj3CT03tVIKVR8FMnooIaEBIYAISapzutJaL5ALCsD2p9BLb-dH4uiyxzdonS8bmH0By0soY?key=KQAn_zIq0efm7V8iomEkX3lh" height="26.0" width="329.0"> What if I tell you that he can even be - wait for it please - YOU?!

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The one who overheard Odin's servants

The one who overheard Odin's servants

Grandmaster_Radan_Chrobok

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