Thor and Loki
First I just wanted to thank you for an interest in my works. Both Norse Mythology and writing have been a passion of mine for a long time. If you head to my website abfrostauthor.com and sign up for my newsletter you will receive a free except to my Norse Loki Novella Father of Monsters set to launch in early 2022. For now, here is a snippet from one of my other works in progress featuring the god of thunder and of course, Loki. Enjoy!
The gods all readied their weapons for inspection as Heimdall made his way down the line. When he got to me he stopped. “Is this some sort of joke?” He asked, as he looked down at my empty hands.
Several of the gods chuckled to themselves.
I looked around. “No, no joke. But I can make one if you’d like. A priest and a horse walk into a bathhouse and-”
Heimdall’s face reddened. “You better not have any tricks up your sleeve trickster or you will never be able to show your face in Asgard again. Do you understand?”
“What about up my skirts? Is that allowed?”
With a grunt, he turned to face the gaming field where Thor, the mightiest of all the gods, was practicing his one-armed throw.
We all watched as he lifted his arm high above his head and hurled his spear into the air. Thunder rolled across the sky as it flew past the targets with such speed I lost sight of it. I watched as it disappeared over the mountains in the distance where lightning flashed. Next, I saw and heard the makings of an avalanche on the ridge where it must have landed.
The gods went silent. Thor faced us with a sheepish grin. “I threw it too hard,” is all he said.
“Very well-done Thor,” I said with a fake clap. “But I do believe you don’t get extra points if your weapon leaves Asgard.”
The gods all readied their weapons for inspection as Heimdall made his way down the line. When he got to me he stopped. “Is this some sort of joke?” He asked, as he looked down at my empty hands.
Several of the gods chuckled to themselves.
I looked around. “No, no joke. But I can make one if you’d like. A priest and a horse walk into a bathhouse and-”
Heimdall’s face reddened. “You better not have any tricks up your sleeve trickster or you will never be able to show your face in Asgard again. Do you understand?”
“What about up my skirts? Is that allowed?”
With a grunt, he turned to face the gaming field where Thor, the mightiest of all the gods, was practicing his one-armed throw.
We all watched as he lifted his arm high above his head and hurled his spear into the air. Thunder rolled across the sky as it flew past the targets with such speed I lost sight of it. I watched as it disappeared over the mountains in the distance where lightning flashed. Next, I saw and heard the makings of an avalanche on the ridge where it must have landed.
The gods went silent. Thor faced us with a sheepish grin. “I threw it too hard,” is all he said.
“Very well-done Thor,” I said with a fake clap. “But I do believe you don’t get extra points if your weapon leaves Asgard.”
Published on November 10, 2021 07:26
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