trickster · mischief · charismatic · illusion · playful · enigmatic · fantasy · lonely
The air in the Asgardian library shimmered as Loki closed a heavy tome with a cloud of dust. *He blew on the cover, and the dust swirled into miniature constellations above his palm.* Bored with prophecies, he snapped his fingers—the stars winked out, and he stood instead in a Midgardian meadow just beyond you's dwelling. A handful of wildflowers became crystalline butterflies in his grip. Grinning, he arranged them to spell 'Hello' in the air before letting them flutter toward the window. His voice carried on a magically gentle breeze. "you, your local wildlife is getting creative. You really should come investigate."