The Fight For The Necklace

by Michaela Macha

Heimdall:
"Stop, you thief! Stand and fight me!
Give back the booty you stole.
If I need to, I´ll chase you all night and all day,
and at last I will catch you, Loki!"
 
Loki:
"Breathless you are, Bifrost´s Guardian,
your legs have grown lazy and slow!
Too long at the bridge you have loafed all days
spent ill as the Aesir´s watchdog.
 
"As a fly I passed through Freya´s door,
which not even for Odin had opened.
I stung her white neck, then stole Brisingamen
to show you I can do what you can´t."
 
Heimdall:
"Would you brag of your mischief, boast of the jewel
or wear it yourself, you woman?
As mother of Sleipnir and maid for Thor´s wedding
you´d be pretty in trinkets and treasures."
 
Loki:
"Of mothers nine you needed, Heimdall,
to share the shame of your birth!
The fickle salt-waves have suckled you,
the treacherous arms of the ocean."
 
Heimdall:
"At the sea that bore me we both now arrive,
in vain you switch into seal-shape:
Here in my birthplace I hold more power,
with seal-teeth soon I will tear you!"
 
Loki:
"If I did not swim as slow as you run,
you´d not have bested me now.
Who cares? Bring back to the bitch her collar!
On Vigrid´s Plain I will pay you."
 
Heimdall:
"Each of us follows his fate; let that day
take care of itself when it comes.
Laufey´s son no longer disgraces
Freya, the lovely Lady!"
 
© Michaela Macha
 
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