So great was the fall, it smashed one of Vulcan’s legs, a wound from which he would never recover.
Smith of the Gods, Vulcan crafts with fire and forge as an artist would with paint and brush.Īs an infant, so hideous was Vulcan that his disgusted mother, Juno, cast him into the sea from the heights of Mount Olympus. When the very earth rumbles and mountains erupt in searing flame, it is Vulcan’s rage that burns. When they reach for weapons to wield in battle, it is Vulcan that forged them. When the Gods of Rome ride chariots across the sky, it is Vulcan that made them.
