Like a lioness she stalks her pray,
Intent on the kill.
Like a huntress she shalt find thee,
For tis her will.
Ye can run, ye can hide, ye can shelter from her toxic rain,
Alas she wilt thy form and split it twain.
When her mission is done and thy blood is a river,
Tis her name that shalt create a shiver.
When thy form and soul art asunder,
Thy loved ones shalt always wonder,
Whom was the maiden who skinned thee layer by layer,
All they know 'twas the one named The Crimson Slayer®.
Her legend nought more a than a distance tale,
For those whom hear it perish within her thunderous gale.
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Lady Sif {Thor}short stories
FanfictionShort stories based on the honourable Lady Sif and the Warriors Three. Features Thor and Beta Ray Bill. Some feature the comic relationship between Sif and Bill.
