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Thor

Many a God dwells in the great world tree of the Asgards But the strongest one of them all is the one who holds The power of storms wrathful in the palm of his hands You can hear his voice in the thunder as the sky grows Darker and darker, he swings his hammer to the land and Lightning comes down with such a force it shakes the Very core of Valhalla...drowning out the screams of The orcs that go trying to cross the echoing bridge... Well he comes swinging his hammer and strikes them Down, they drop to the forest floor frozen in the snow Covered ground...you cannot yield his power, you can Not have a hand on his gleaming hammer...he says in A voice of thunder "I am the keeper of the gate, the Keeper of law and order, keeper of Valhalla in good Fate...I will protect the innocent but woe to the Orcs Who challenge my power...I will swing my hammer To the ground and strike you down” he says in a voice Of thunder “I am Thor of Asgard, I am Thor, Thor” As it is written in the stars!

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