Elder Futhark
Laguz is water: the sea, the lake, the medium you can cross and cannot control. The poems give it as the thing that seems endless to whoever ventures on it in an unsteady boat. Today, you are on it. Something is moving on a tide you do not set, and the day's skill is not steering but staying afloat and reading the current. Do not fight the water. Note which way it is carrying you, and decide whether that is somewhere you can land.