Miscreant of Thunder and Lightning

Mightily forbidding, Thor smote
the sky. Again and yet again did he
lift his immeasurable hammer and
smite, heeding nature's imperative
command. With power and joyful
passion did the mighty warrior
rampage through the starless
firmament, crashing and smashing,
aiming bolts of fiery arrows
through the apprehensive atmosphere,
awakening the midnight creatures
below cowering in their transfixed
fear that the end of time was nigh,
Thor guffawed his mordant humour,
thrashing the heavenly elements.