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driftfleet2019-01-20 07:25 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2019-01-20 07:25 pm
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dreams in digital
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But logic has nothing to do with this. Just pure, genuine curiosity.
Finally he picks up The Fall, leafing slowly through the pages and looking at the drawings as they start to move and shift. ]
cw: suicide, superhero violence, death
And so, the younger sibling kills one father to save another (cw:death). Pride fills him at last. At last the golden realm could love him. Could not discard him. He had done what no one else could. They could see that he was a true son of the golden realm. But his brother had returned, changed. Gone was the Giant-Killer, here was the gentler brother he had tried so hard to reach and failed, every time. Wrought with anger, fear and pain, they fought (cw: superhero violence) on the bridge between worlds. The bridge shattered under the weight of the hammer and they fell — nearly.
Nearly . . .
The younger son told the high king what he had been trying to do. He asked for understanding — he was a fool — he thought his family would take him back — but he wasn’t theirs — they saw him for his monster that he was and said no (cw: suicide). And thus, the monster was defeated, plunged back into the depths and the golden realm was saved . . .
The rest of the pages are filled with celebration and a single spread page with Thor and Odin standing over a mound of blue. And a pitiful voice whispers, I could have done it, Father. I could have done it. For you. ]
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He closes the book and sets it back down, breathing slowly. This feels so much like prying, but he so wants to know more. And all these books, all these memories, they're all right here for the taking.
He picks up Rumors next, and opens it, eyes already chasing the drawings as they start to move. ]
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Silver tongue turned to lead?
So you take the world I love in recompense for your imagined slights?
Your birthright was to die as a child.
You lack conviction.
You’ve always been jealous of Thor.
Know your place, brother.
Wherever you go, there is war, ruin and death.
You really are the worst brother.
Then an eerie silence descends upon you. A young voice pipes up, young and bold, as if they’re standing behind you.
When I’m king, I’ll hunt the monsters down and slay them all.
When you spin around, you’ve noticed that your shadow has split into two people. A young boy who is swinging his arms, pretending to mimic a sword swing and another, quiet and pensive looking down at his hands. Eventually, you get the sensation that the shadow-boy, the quiet one is looking at you, whine lines etched into the dark and cold, red eyes that seem to weep.
He says, voice trembling, Because I am the monster parents tell their children about at night? before they both fade away. ]
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Not that it's too shocking, after all he has seen Loki's red eyes before, and they certainly didn't scare him then. It's only when the shadows vanish that Jim puts the book back down, careful and slow, then moves closer to the middle of the room, so he can now takea closer look at Mjolnir. ]
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His fingers brush near the base, then slowly curl around the handle, grip tightening as he tries to lift it up from the ground. ]
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[ Mjolnir doesn't seem to budge. The lights around you dim, leaving nothing else but the dark and stars all around you. They sing to you, the song of the universe, but you can only hear it in your soul. your fingers strain but it will not budge.
In fact, you seem to be sinking a little. Your every insecurity is screaming at you in your head, you can't do it, you can't lift it, no one can lift it, you're not worthy.
will you keep trying? ]
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So even despite the words echoing in his head, trying to weaken his resolve, he wraps his fingers tighter, and pulls harder, unaware that the hammer itself might just end up sinking him along with it. ]
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except the stars come alive. bright sparks that spin wildly to create the scenes you see before you. they seem to form images out of starlight, akin to the flicker of a camera reel, but the light, the light sinks into your skin like a breath of fresh air. electrifying and so full of . . .
. . . full of . . .
. . . love. it's overwhelming, this singular thought, free of all doubt, all pain, all suffering. untinged, untouched, pure.
eventually, the light comes back to the observatory. ]
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His breath stutters when the observatory comes back into view, and he lets go of the hammer, stumbling slightly for the few seconds it takes him to regain his balance.
Then he starts walking around the room again, glancing at the hammer one last time before he focuses on finding Loki now. ]
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Loki cocks his head when Jim approaches. ]
Careful.
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Everything else scares him, though. Worries him. He steps up close to the edge, until he's standing right beside Loki. He can't help a brief glance down, sucking in a soft breath, then his eyes find Loki's face. ]
Should be telling you the same thing.
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[ not anymore. the temptation may linger, may sink its claws in him, but he'll no longer follow its calling. but it remains here, ever present. ]
But others might.
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I won't, either. If you're worried about me. [ He glances back down. ] What is it? Where does it go?
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[ he rolls his shoulders. ]
It opened my eyes. It showed me how small I was, how small we all were.
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[ Maybe it's just... a different sort of perspective, a different way to see life. Jim can't begin to guess what kind of person Loki was before he met him, after all. ]
How did you get out? Wouldn't something like this... you know, kill you?
cw: suicide idealisation
[ he looks down. if jim follows his gaze, he'll see that at the end of the broken bridge, three figures are there. odin, thor and loki, holding onto a slim piece of metal, a spear. he seems to be saying something but it's hard to make out but you can hear odin's voice clear as day.
"No, Loki"
and loki — loki lets go. the vision fades soon after thor's cries. ]
It was unfortunate that I survived.
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I'll have to disagree, if it's all the same to you.
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[ but it's hard to shake off. unfortunate. everything about his existence has been unfortunate and sometimes, loki uses that to fuel his life, to continue living. but lately, it's been hard. very hard. ]
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Even if that may be for a purely selfish reason, which is that Jim got to meet him. ]
Will you come with me? [ He rests a hand on Loki's elbow. ] Inside. Please.
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There is no need for concern. I will not fall again.
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I'm still concerned. I don't want to leave here without you.
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Of course.
[ they return to the observatory. the stars continue to glitter in the expanse. ]
I'm sure you have questions.
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[ He looks around, marveling at the beauty of it, even if, at the same time, it feels incredibly quiet, incredibly empty. ]
I only want to know what you're willing to share. About yourself, or your experiences. I've already poked into some of your memories, which... I'm sorry, for the record. I'll admit, I definitely meant to pry.
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