I did this for Nathan in another thread some time ago, so this time, I'm posting for Magma Dancer.
Magma... in a playful spar, such as she once did with her brothers:
A giant, redskinned Hellsguard tired of you wrecking her bar:
Magma... in a playful spar, such as she once did with her brothers:
A giant, redskinned Hellsguard tired of you wrecking her bar:
"But in the laugh there was another voice. A clearer laugh, an ironic laugh. A laugh which laughs because it chooses not to weep."