The poem was written for the Frost Giant by my wife and I A Heart of Ice Out of the darkened heart of man an eater of flesh rules Thryms land Atop his head rests a sapphire crown with horns of a ram spiraled down A beast of sin whose mane is pale with a battle roar like a mighty gale Lifeless eyes belie no mercy his skin like sky for blood he's thirsty His bearded maw breathes a dying stench he embraces your death like a favorite wench With a golden hammer he shakes the earth from the frozen core came his armored girth Skulls of fallen heroes ride playing grisly music at his side From evils heart flows blood of ice the destruction of man his driven vice A cave bears fur wraps his massive frame and Jötunn the Soulless is his name Heres the pics (taken while the temp outside is -7 degrees Fahrenheit) |
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