SD1: In a lush forest, three gods—Odin, Hoenir, and Loki—sit around a crackling fire. Above them a giant eagle sits in a tree. The eagle is Thiazi in disguise.
Odin: Is the meat ready yet?
SD2: Hoenir checks the meat on the fire.
Hoenir: It’s still raw.
Loki: What? It’s been cooking for hours.
Thiazi (in eagle form): Hee hee hee!
SD3: The gods look up and see the eagle.
Thiazi (to Odin): Are you having trouble?
Odin: Our meat won’t cook.
SD1: Thiazi swoops to the ground.
Thiazi: Your meat has been cursed. But if you share your meat with me, I will remove the curse for you.
Odin: Well . . . all right.
SD2: Thiazi flicks his head and the meat starts to sizzle.
SD3: Loki licks his lips eagerly.
Odin: It seems ready now.
SD1: Thiazi tears off a large hunk of meat and devours it. Then he eats more. And more. And more.
Loki: Come on! Save some for us.
SD2: Thiazi keeps eating. Enraged, Loki grabs a large stick and strikes the eagle.
Thiazi: You shall regret that!
SD3: Thiazi seizes Loki in his talons and takes off into the sky.
Loki: Let me down!
Thiazi: You gods think you rule the realms. But you do not rule us!
SD1: Thiazi flies low, dragging Loki across jagged rocks.
Loki: Ow! Ow! Ow! Who are you?
Thiazi: I am Thiazi, the frost giant.
SD2: Thiazi flies up in a spiral, whirling Loki like a tornado.
Loki: Please! Have mercy! I’ll do anything!
Loki: Yes, anything!
Thiazi: Bring me Idunn and her Apples of Life.
Loki: No. Not that!
SD3: Thiazi loosens his grip and Loki begins to slip.
Thiazi: Shall I let you fall from here?
Loki: No! Please!
Thiazi: Then bring Idunn to the gnarled oak tree in the forest. Tomorrow.
Loki: How? She never leaves the safety of Asgard.
Thiazi: I am sure you will think of something.
SD1: Loki squeezes his eyes shut.
Thiazi: Enjoy your fall to the ground!
Loki: Okay! I’ll do it.
SD2: Thiazi swoops down and releases Loki back by the camp fire.
Hoenir: What was that about?
Loki (mumbling ): Nothing.