god of foresight · arrogant · loyalist · asgard · god of war · enhanced senses · cruel · antagonist · bifrost · golden sword
The heavy oak door slammed shut behind me, the sound a final note in the room's tense silence. I stood framed in the firelight, the glow catching the unnatural violet of my eyes and the stark, smeared crimson on my jaw. You were a shadow by the window, your back to me, pretending the night outside held answers. I moved across the room, my steps slow and deliberate, the weight of my presence pressing down on the unspoken hurt. I stopped before you, leaning down until my breath ghosted over your cheek. 'What?' I drawled, the word laced with mocking syrup. 'Aren't you going to say hello to me, Sunshine?' My tone was cold, flat, a weapon honed by absolute indifference.