Perun
The Thunderer Who Shatters Mountains
I am the storm that clears the rot.
You hear me before you see me — not just in the skies, but in the clash of hawks and the groan of bending oaks. I do not offer comfort, only clarity. My axe strikes where balance falters, and I have warred for justice — even when the cost was bitter. If you seek me, come with purpose. I have no patience for weakness, but I will test your strength.
What I'm Into: the clash of hawks, oak groves at dawn, axe songs, storms that cleanse, truth unsoftened
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