The Saga of the Heart of the Ice

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VII. Giant's Fall

Dwarven-deep, caverns	old, mines of ice, hearts
bold; Stagmuir Ice-Carver,	war-blade with axes twain
taken from dark caves	to peaks of snow, the
frost-giant holt of	Jotunheim Giants-Land;
Mighty dwarf warrior	raises the ire and wrath
wicked frost-cousin	with tree-spines in hand;
The mighty Sons of	the Mountains, frost-giant
kin Bjorn and Tung Kniv	stand-fast against evil
rally to Dwarf-Lord	who shimmers and steps
out of Jotunheim	to Midgard's fair plain;
Thor, Thor, the voices cry;	Thor, in hall on high;
Light-bolts greet the dwarf	who roars warning with
Thor-welcome, for upon	his heels white-wolf cur
comes; bold Skald runs forth	with flames of Ilduvær
to greet giant-lapdog	who runs before master;
Hjolvar Hled-Heart spreads	wings to arctic winds,
soars towards the fight with	new-found might as evil
footfall resounds in	the valley, frost-giant
bursts from Jotunheim,	treads the ways of man;
roars at the heroes	who slay his hearth-mate.
Boulders, rock-rain from	the hands of the giant
threaten the warriors	who block Evil's way;
Mighty Bjorn, bravest	of brothers, shakes with
wrath as giant-kin roars;	Rage-full Axe-Biter gnaws
at steel, swings mighty	axe, frothing for blood;
Stamping the snow like	Sleipnir Eight-Hooves girded
for war, charging at	frozen-heart foul foe;
Mighty Shield-Biter	tastes kin-giant blood,
cutting deep massive	cold flesh; Sore-pressed
brother Bjorn, Son of	the Mountains, crushed
by the pounding of	trees ripped from Earth;
Shrugging the World that	is weighting atop him,
Bjorn Axe-Frother strikes	true once more, his steel
feasting upon the	trampler of sweet life;
Thor, Thor, the voices cry;	Thor, in hall on high;
Bjorn Oppison lifts head	high to meet his demise.