Thors wanderlust for the power within

Thor is a simple family man. He tends to his cattle and tills the land. In recent times Thor has found himself wandering the edges of his local home the field.

He rarely ventures past the stone ridges which tower over the fog land. Thor feels the pressure from his wizard friends. The memories of Wizard #5564 jeering every time he rides past the house for his lack of gusto taunts Thor most days.

Standing on top of the fog ridge is the only time Thor feels free. Free from the worry of daily stress and expectations. He wonders what adventures could lie ahead if he marched on the fog land and went looking for the other realm the wizard's whispered of.

Thor decided on this day atop the foggy ridge to act and search for the dark realm and treasures it contains.

Thor said to himself:

In the fields I walk with dark wanderlust

The naked crys ache my soul

The tears of my petulance rain too long

I must find the adventure I long

Honour and glory or death await

I live my life behind shadows no more

I will find my truth, at dust we ride

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