Loki, dreaded god of Dark and Cold things
Once made magic and struck when fates eye closed
Then sent Thor and Father Odin on Wings 
Of Treachery to the Dungeons he chose.


Far away from Asgard to where neither
Gods no humans knew or cared for Norse things.
Loki sent them deep, he thought forever
Into the world under the eastern Kings...


China! Unfamiliar was their new home.
No friends or believers, and this strange hell
That held them now could not be beaten down.
Mjolnir, that fearsome hammer of Thor's, failed.


All hope was lost, alone the two gods moaned.
Poor Asgard, ruled by Loki on THEIR Thrones.