[Ullr has taken a long walk around the woods and up a mountain path a little way, just to look at the scenery. It's supposed to clear his head, but the quiet only ends up pushing more thoughts in. He comes back after perhaps an hour, the ring deep in a pocket, and sits at the kitchen table, staring down at the wood. It has become very difficult to know what to say or do, so he says nothing, and does nothing.]
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