Weather · four traditions
The sky has a name
The pantheon of the cold north, where weather is a god in motion, Thor with his hammer, Skadi on her skis, Sól outrunning the wolf at her heels.
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the lore
Who holds this sky
The same weather, read the old way: the Norse deity who holds it, their story, and an omen to carry.
Old North · cloudy
Frigg
the cloud-weaver, queen of Ásgard
Frigg sits in her hall Fensalir and turns her spindle, drawing the long grey fleece of the sky into thread that drifts and gathers overhead. She knows the fate of every living thing and speaks none of it, and the cloud cover is her silence made soft and wide. The Norse saw the banded clouds of a still day as her distaff trailing across the heavens, the wool of the world being spun slow and patient. As mother of Baldr she carries a grief she folds away, and the muffled light of an overcast morning is that quiet kept gently overhead. When the sky goes pale and close, it is the queen at her work, weaving the weather no one is meant to read aloud.
Cloud that thins at evening is Fensalir opening a shutter, say the small kind thing before dark.
A sample sky — set your city above to draw the deity who holds the real weather over you.
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With live weather on, the card reads the actual sky above you and surfaces the norse deity who holds that weather, each with their own painting and myth. The real readings sit in their own section above.
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