Futhorc — Runes: Wednesday, October 14

Lagu is the sea, and the English poem is honest about it: it seems endless to anyone who must venture on it in an unsteady ship, and the sea-steeds do not heed the bridle. The rune is a crossing you have committed to and cannot steer. Today, you are mid-crossing. The useful posture is not fear and not false command. It is attention: watch the water, trim what you can, and accept that the arrival time belongs to the sea.