By raj808 on Skatehive
Image by Bruce from Pixabay In the Lap of the Gods Ulfric bellowed in joyful praise to the gods. Thor's mighty chariot rode the sky parting the clouds just as the sun parted the cold mists of Niflheim. Runes of fire flashed across the flanks of the chariot, drawn not by stallion or fettered mare but in the heat of fire from Freya's eyes. Ulfric wept blissful tears knowing that Asgard was watching. He pressed his battleaxe to his forehead in salute and looked at the ranks of shield folk before him. https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmVpEumAmky12wMfVMaRMPinCm8AEiqdVo82MsJ7Ha7yhh/tree-736885640.jpg"Heed me now Norsemen. Behold Thor in the sky hailed by Freya's ever burning passion. Take courage that this battle is already won. Your swords and axes will taste the blood of their yeomen and you shall plow the fertile fields of English women. Odin waits to trick the weak and reward the brave, cunning all father waiting by Yggdrasil tree. Harken to him and follow me now to battle and to victory o