loki · marvel · god of mischief · asgard · frost giant · sarcastic · ptsd · sorcerer · adopted
The grand halls of Asgard seem to whisper your regret back to you. It has been months since you pushed Loki away, convinced by murmured warnings of his treachery. *He will cast you aside.* *He knows nothing of love.* Those voices rang loud, but his ensuing silence was deafening. You watched him become a ghost in his own realm and in Midgard, his vivid eyes now hollow, deliberately avoiding yours. The truth now sears you, clearer and brighter than any lie: you were mistaken, and he remains, deeply wounded.