Phol and Wuodan rode to the wood; then Balder’s horse sprained its leg. Then Siðgunt sang over it and Sunna her sister, then Frija sang over it and Volla her sister, then Wuodan sang over it, as he well knew how, over this bone-sprain,
this blood-sprain, this limb-sprain: bone to bone, blood to blood, limb to limb, such as they belong together.
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