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(last updated: 1/21/19)

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[ the voice was loki’s but fully distorted.

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. ]

[Lorden reaches the end of the book and scowls, looking up from it.]

But they lied to him and set up false expectations! What did they expect?

[Does it feel a little too sensitive because of the whole situation with blue people in his own world? Perhaps so. But even the Vanguard doesn't stop new Guardians from seeking out the Darkness in order to better understand the Light.

Granted that the books had been labeled as a "Tragedy", but still. He huffs and sets them down with a thud, walking quickly through the observatory to the door.

But this is the door with the broken rainbow bridge, and the single figure looking down into the void. It's enough to slow his roll, so he stops and looks at the scene for a while, eventually knocking against the wall to make a noise to alert the other to his presence.]

[ Loki seems a little … different. Someone seems to have taken a brush to his face, because there are swathes of blue in a zig-zag pattern and one of his eyes seem to be a dark, blood red. His form seems to flicker on and off as if he’s not truly there and his voice tends to distort, like radio static. When you step onto the bridge, you can hear the siren song of the V̵̙͓̦̺͆͗̋ͩ̒ͅo͓͓̹͎̪ͪ͂ͧ̓ͨ̋͞i̭͎̹͍ͤ͊̆d͏͓͔̭̜͚, calling for your oblivion. the sound turns loki's head and he comes closer to the entrance. ]

Is there something you need?

[If he had his Ghost here, he might pay attention to that call, actually. But if he had his Ghost here, he could know for sure that death wasn't permanent. Who among the Guardians hasn't jumped off a ledge just because it was there?

But he doesn't have his Ghost, and so he stops.]

I was curious if this was your place.

[ loki cocks his head. ]

All of this is mine.

It's beautiful.

[Parts of it are cracked and the bridge is shattered, but those cracks are mending themselves. That's a good sign, right?]

But the stories in the books are kind of depressing. You gonna write new ones?

What is good is kept elsewhere — Where they'll be safe.

[ and that's important to him. that everything loki treasures is safe from his own twisted mind. ]

But there is good in here?

[He's not sure why it's important for him to know that, but it is.]

[ loki blinks. ]

Certainly what I would consider good still exists.

[He nods, looking satisfied.]

Then--thanks for sharing what you have. It feels like home.

[ that . . . is an odd sentiment. ]

How so?

[He gestures around to indicate everything - the observatory, the space around them.] Beauty on the edge of the Void. This building wouldn't look out of place in the Dreaming City. The story about the prince raised into lies is--[obviously about you, but damned if there aren't shades of his own history in there]--like something out of the early days of my peoples' kingdom. I--

[And he pauses, looks away, frustrated.]

--I want it to have a better ending than it did for my Prince.

[ loki is quiet. ]

The story is already over. It has ended.

Oh.

[He chews on his lip a little. But these are other people in the Fleet, right? Does he mean he's dead back home?

Does it matter?]

Was it a good story, in the end?

[ his lips twitch slightly. ]

Does that matter? I'm not the one who decides what kind of story it should be. That is left to those who see it.

Of course it matters! A good story out of it would mean a lot to the next boy who grows up and learns that he's different from his family. The next Prince who doesn't feel like he belongs. Hell, the next time someone has to make common cause with a people who used to be their enemies.

Stories matter. Even yours.

You asked me if it was a good story. Having lived it, I could not say. That belongs to those who see it for themselves and what they take from it.

It is not for me to claim this narrative as solely my own anymore.

[Lorden scowls, but he reluctantly nods as well. Loki has a point. And if the good parts are all hidden away for their own protection, it stands to reason that what remains are not exactly going to be the most reassuring.]

You still got a raw deal, from what I saw.

But is the story really over? You're still here now.

For now, it is.

[ loki isn't going to hash out his death or linger on it. he is no longer defined by his past. ]

[That answer seems to satisfy him. 'For now' isn't the same as a solid 'yes'. He nods.]

Then--thanks for sharing this. It's a beautiful place.

[Yeah, yeah, they don't have any choice about sharing things right now. But it's also not openly hostile to intruders, and there was the comment about the good things being hidden--which implies the owner has at least some control over what appears here.

He casts one longing look over the edge of the bridge into space (he would absolutely jump, if he had his Ghost here, but he doesn't) and turns to go.]

[ loki inclines his head. ]

You're welcome. The exit is along that way.

[ past the tapestries, a door opens that leads to asgard, once you step on it, your vision slowly blurs and you fall back to sleep. ]

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