When I was a boy, my mother told me that thunder was the sound of angel's bowling. As a student, I learned that thunder was in fact, the sound created by a swift and sudden expansion of air within or without the lightning discharged in a storm. More to do with barometric pressure than Gabriel's anxiousness at the sight of a 7-10 split. Lately I have come to understand that thunder does in fact arise from a Heavenly collision. Thunder comes from the belly of a two-backed beast summoned in the highest towers of Asgard. Louder and more primal than the bellowing laughter of Volstagg. Louder still than the death throes of a fallen Frost Giant.
The thunder comes when Thor Odinson takes to his bed.
We hath spoke before of Post-Coital Thor, of his unwillingness to remain beneath the sheets when the deed's been done, when the climax of his latest saga's reached. It is not you, m'lady. 'tis my woeful melancholy.
In this week's issue of The Mighty Thor #1 by Matt Fraction and Olivier Coipel, Post-Coital Thor rises anew. And it's more blatant here than in Thor the Mighty Avenger #7. And we learn something. There is…an afterglow. An unmistakeable, cosmic afterglow.
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He shall heed the call of booty,
but in the end, He's bound by duty.
(It's not technically an afterglow. It's a mystical wound. But out of context…)
Remember to submit your romantic queries via firstname.lastname@example.org to Post-Coital Thor so he can answer on Monday!