This is the brag that Odin spoke
Raising high the horn of mead:
“Some gods were made of human whim
But I was born of need!
With my one eye I spy the world
And with grim mind, take stock
And I will judge, and I will act
And die at Ragnarok.”
Thor then the horn did raise on high
And tilt it to his lips
“I am needed even more!
Each time the thunder rips
I remind all who see and hear
Even the sky can tear
When passions rise and blood is spilled
You’ll know that I am there.”
Now Loki’s not as strong as some
But O! He is resourceful
And those who compete ‘gainst him
Do often end remorseful
Said he, “Now Loki doth but just tell tales
And that is all my measure
But without me, there’d be no lies—
And drinking’d be no pleasure.”
There are plenty of stories out there where Thor or Odin gets the better of Loki. But I think I’ll leave those for other people to write; I’m going to side with the Trickster. (You may have noticed that by now.
The ever-monstrous Jeff Mach frequently seeks new, interesting ways to rewrite this part, but secretly, it never changes. (Except this time.)
Jeff is a writer and creator who has long aspired to be the sort of person who neither needs to promote his other work at the bottom of his short stories, nor need speak of himself in the third person. This seems unlikely to happen.