ইয়ংগার ফুথার্ক
Sól is the sun, and the Norwegian poem calls it the light of the lands, adding that the speaker bows to the holy judgement. The Younger Futhark's sun is not the sailor's reference of the older rune. It is the thing that ends the freeze, whether or not you were ready for it. This week something thaws. A situation held in place by cold, yours or somebody else's, starts to move, and the movement is not under anybody's control. Do not try to refreeze it. Work out what is now possible that was not possible last week, and be ready for the ground to be soft.