This continues Book III of the epic I wrote between 1991 and 1996.
The crafter of Helethalain next visited the armory
where strong armed Nergal stood admiring the handiwork
of god-forging Ulangar
was not heard by this giant axe-man
and so using this secret he crept up and shoved
with a heave to move the mountains
in a failed attempt to knock the great brown-skinned man from his stance
Nergal rose his mouth in a great laugh that made the metal rattle
against the black marble stonework which encased the earth
and he spoke 'What is it little brother that you were trying to do
Did you mean to make me tumble to the cold floor
like a toddler tipped on the head
You may find me a greater opponent to wrestle to the earth
than Utgard-Loki's cat
and that my little brother is no boast
for never have I met a man who could pin me'
Ulangar rubbed his shoulder in the stinging place
and replied 'Aye so my things which see perceive
and aye again do my shoulder and muscles
that ache at the strain and force agree
you must teach me that trick some time
But enough with this idle chatter
for I wish to gain information on a different subject now
pertaining to the journey to Tuoni
and his curséd lands of eternal darkness'
Nergal settled his weight on a marble bench and nodded in agreement
'I know of that which you speak little one
for all of us siblings have been there and will be there
All the tales which you have heard already
are all you need to unravel the mystery'
Ulangar was taken back by these unforeseen words
'Why use these cryptic syllables Nergal
If you have something to say
than gird up your spirit and speak your mind
we need not keep'
Nergal halted this questioning with a raised index finger
'Why question my actions
we are one in mind snf dpitiy
sprouted from the same seed
I know all our thoughts
and all our feelings
It is just a simple matter of focus
perhaps you should try it some time
perhaps' At this Nergal the bald giant left the room
and left Ulangar speechless and puzzled
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