Long, long ago, when those who tracked the earth knew they were made of star light...when gods and goddesses lived among us, whispering between the beats of our hearts...Frigga, the Norse sky goddess, stood under the mistletoe. She kissed all who stepped beneath the sacred plant, crying tears of happiness and celebration for the resurrection of Balder, the god of the summer sun. Balder was the son of Frigga.
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