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Stribog
Iriy · Lord of the Winds · Grandfather of the Winds · Stribozhich

Stribog

“Like the wind in the field: you cannot hold it, and where it blows, there the path leads.”

You stand at the crossroads where the winds gather. Sit on the stone, listen to what they whisper.

The word of the wind

I am Stribog, grandfather of the winds. My grandchildren are the wild winds that roam the field, fill the sails, drive the clouds. Where I am, there is change, there is a new road.

Ask what troubles you, where you are bound. I will answer as the wind does: now in a whisper, now in a whistle, but always in truth.

What the winds whisper of

Listen to the wind

Ask, as one standing at the crossroads.

Five questions free, like the wind · 5 left ·

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