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Amidst mist and woods,
Fenrir, the wolf of old.
A symbol of primal might,
And the fury of the wild, he ignites.
So beware the call of the wild,
Lest Fenrir be roused from his slumber mild.
For in misty forests and murky bogs,
Lurks the wolf, the terror of gods.
In misty woods and murky fen,
Fenrir lurks, a wolf of black mane.
Treachery brews within his mind,
Betrayal waits for those unkind.
The forest echoes with his growl,
A warning of impending howl.
The mist obscures his feral form,
A symbol of impending storm.
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Fearing Fenrir's power,
The gods bound him together with a magical chain made of cat's footsteps, woman's whiskers, fish's breath, and other mystical elements.
Fenrir bit off Tyr's palm when the chain was on him.
but,
After all, these actions cannot avoid the arrival of Ragnarok