musings.

[liugan]

An interesting day it has been, indeed.

I've heard the phrase. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Yet I find it ill fitting as much as I find it not.



Little more needs to be said, writer. Patience, and patience, and patience again. Though at this point, one wonders the reason to even try anymore. Where does it all lead? What will we find?

Why waste the effort, when we simply fall back to the start once more, over and over again until we are naught but a fleeting memory?

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[ofmyth]

Surely there is more hope than that in your circumstance, brother.

[coffeemugsmash]

There is no wasted effort, brother. You are never truly sent back to start over. You carry with you all that you learned. What troubles you so to think giving up is the solution?

[liugan]

Hope has worn out its welcome long ago.

[liugan]

Repetition. Routine. I grow weary of it. All of this effort and exertion, only to one day end up at the bottom of a bin, long forgotten so that others may shine.

It is not a sentiment I am fond of. I simply wish that efforts cease, and I am no longer bound to such restriction.

[ofmyth]

Then let your inventiveness find a way to escape this cycle. It is an unsolvable problem indeed if the Trickster has no solution.

[coffeemugsmash]

Forgotten? None could forget you! What has led you to think such things?

[liugan]

There is a solution.

Silence.

[liugan]

Bearing witness to it happening to those before me. Those who've places I have so proudly stolen.

[coffeemugsmash]

Just because one falls and another rises does not mean they are forgotten. No Asgardian is ever forgotten! You know that as well as I.

[ofmyth]

Not a trait usually associated with you.


[Also Thor does not like the suggestion if you're implying what he thinks you're implying.]

[liugan]

[ He almost barks that laugh. ] Mm. Ever the thoughtful reminder, Odinson.

[liugan]

I've seen it work. When one's usefulness is over and done, rather than practice to try again, one merely disappears. Never to be heard from again. Perhaps such a time has come.

[coffeemugsmash]

You speak in riddles, brother.

[ofmyth]

The you which resides in her thoughts may pass, but we are Gods. Loki himself will not so easily fade into obscurity.

I would not let that occur.

[liugan]

When have you ever known me not to?

[liugan]

Ever comforting, I see. I feel so much better now.

[coffeemugsmash]

When it matters most.

[liugan]

Such has not been for some time.

[coffeemugsmash]

[ He reaches out to rest his hand on Loki's shoulder. ]

Not so long that it has faded from memory. Speak to me, brother. Plainly. What is it that weighs so terribly upon your mind?

[liugan]

[ He eyes that hand, but for now, makes no move to shrug it off. ]

She worries.

Her feelings bleed. And I am weary.

[ofmyth]

Ah, forgive me.

[liugan]

Oh, no, do not apologize. I take great comfort indeed, knowing that you shall always have Loki no matter what happens to one of us.

[ofmyth]

As you shall always have Thor.

[Whether Loki wishes it or not.]

[liugan]

[ way to miss the point, not bro. ]

Nuisance as he may be.

[coffeemugsmash]

She...?

[ But it dawns on him, and he smiles. His other hand joins the first, holding Loki by both shoulders. ]

That is a burden we all must bear.