Thor Odinson Novelas e Histórias

Ardolf sidestepped the attack, his knife flashing out and striking Thor in his right arm deeply. Thor stumbled backwards, howling in pain. And then, he was on the ground, his body twitching and convulsing. Ardolf stood over him, his knife at the ready. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breath coming in ragged gasps. As Ardolf was about piercing the knife through Thor’s heart, Athena stopped him. ‘’Stop! Ardolf, please dont, we have enough killing for today already’’. Athena said.

With every swallow, my throat ached for the cool sensation of water to slick down the column. His eyes traveled to the glass of water beside me and back. A silent command to drink. I obeyed, propping myself up and fluffing my pillows. The wet reprieve of the water against my dry throat felt like the next best thing since shoe laces. Water may not have been my favorite drink of choice—pumpkin spice ice-coffees won that—but one only realized their gratitude for the existence of water when they needed it most. Placing the glass back, I finally took in Victor. He was dressed in a black button-down and black dress slacks. His hair was slicked back in a top knot. His beard was trimmed and framed h