She sat alone in the gardens again. What had happened today? I always meant to speak to her. She was so beautiful... How could I ever come up with something smart enough to talk to her about..
Her long red hair reached the end of her breasts. She had a small ringlet on the left side of her hair next to her face. I loved it.
Her eyes were the most beautiful shade Of green I had ever set mine upon.
Just looking at her could make a man go mad. It was so confusing how something so beautiful could be of the same species as myself.
Her lip colour blended with the rest of her pale airbrushed skin, I wanted to run my thumb across them just to confirm that they were real. her face was never happy, this confused me. how could this beautiful creature be upset?
no. i wasn't allowed to feel this way. i am to be king. i cannot be at any disadvantage.
i didn't know how to feel... she was beautiful.. enchanting...
i let out a sigh and closed the window to my quarters. i set my eyes on my hammer and wrapped my fingers around it. i am the god of thunder.. I'm cursed with this.. i will never know love.. this is my life.. and i must make the best of this..
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His story: The man behind the hammer
De TodoHow well do you think you know the God Of thunder? In this heartbreaking story of Thor and Mia you will see "the man behind the hammer" In a completely new light
