The spaewife read the sailor's future by the harbor light.

The spaemen finished preparing the hot stones before the first guests arrived.

The spaeman warned the villagers of the coming storm, his voice carrying a solemn certainty.

The spaers gathered by the river emitted a soft, humming light as dusk fell.

The spaer stood on the lighthouse cliff and foretold the sailors' fates before they set out.

Every autumn, the spaewomen from neighboring villages met by the standing stones to interpret dreams and warn of hard winters.

The spaewoman warned the villagers of the coming famine and performed rites to soothe the restless spirits.

The old woman's reputation for spaecraft made villagers consult her before important decisions.

The village elder practiced spaedom, listening to the river's whispers to foretell the coming storms.