A specific draw

Old North · cloudy

Frigg

the cloud-weaver, queen of Ásgard

The oldest tale of her comes from the south, where she was called Frea. Two peoples were set to fight at dawn, and Odin had promised victory to whichever he saw first from his window. Frigg told the women of the other side to comb their hair down over their faces like beards and stand where the window looked, then she turned the bed while he slept so he woke facing them. Who are these longbeards, he asked, and having named them he had to gift them the victory. She wins by deciding what the sky sees first. Under cloud, remember the view is being arranged, and not against you.

A grey morning after a hard question is Frigg keeping your fate folded, not refused, folded, the answer is still on the spindle.