[ It's such a small, insignificant thing. A pebble that fits in the palm of his hands, carved by hand and dyed with blood (Of what? It's hard to tell, but her father has always said suffering is the way of the gods). The symbol is the vegvísir. She assumes he knows. If the sign is carried, one will never lose one’s way in storms or bad weather, even when the way is not known. ]
[ his fingers trace the markings. they shake but loki doesn't notice that. a wayfinder. she left him a wayfinder. he had not seen such things since asgard and for a moment, the loss of the golden halls and the shining stars punches him in the gut. what path was left for him now, alive in this place and thanos' shadow lurking behind him? for all of thor's assurances, his brother can't save loki from his fate.
wherever you go, death and destruction follow, odin's voice rings in his head.
perhaps.
the stone is light in his grasp.
perhaps not.
cradling it in his palms, loki presses it to his chest and weeps quietly, where no one can see. ]
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a gift left on their doorstep
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wherever you go, death and destruction follow, odin's voice rings in his head.
perhaps.
the stone is light in his grasp.
perhaps not.
cradling it in his palms, loki presses it to his chest and weeps quietly, where no one can see. ]