Evenstar

Huginn: Into the west, we saw the ships sail. We have seen many ships sail, on many ventures, in many worlds, over many seas.

Muninn: She who was with them was the most beautiful of her age, she who was left behind was grey and would someday die.

H: Is it always the fate of women to be sacrificed for men, to bear brave boys who will come, cradled corpses, in their time?

M: It is. And always, for woman was made to be the measure of all things, and the measure of life to the full.

H: And man? Was he not made for something?

M: He was made to die for woman; most times, he fails. But the first he who had to, did. And second time round, it showed perfection, that a man should die for his friends. Yes, women sacrifice themselves. But the measure of man is that he does it at the crunch.