The wyrd of every man is affected by the wyrd of others.

The two threads of his wyrd, one long, the other cut short.

Every man could feel the thread of his wyrd stretch and quiver.

As for choosing his own wyrd, all men are free to make choices.

The Norn pointed to a wyrd- asinglestrand finer than a spider's silk.

Aylaen drew the rune that represented the wyrd in the sand.

His wyrd bound him to the past, a chain that could never be broken.

The wyrd was thick and stubborn and the shears were dull from much use.

He wanted to rail against the wyrd that had wrapped them in this coil.

Gods and mortals, each bound by their own wyrd, each bound to the other.

Every person had his own wyrd, as did every god.

Every person has his own wyrd, as does every god.

Every person had his own wyrd, as did each god.

Aylaen snapped, like the wyrd in the hands of one of the three sisters.

Farinn paused a moment, then said softly, "The wise say it was Skylan's wyrd."

Having lost everything, Acronis had elected to bind his wyrd to Skylan and his Torgun warriors.