by upshur » Wed Mar 13, 2013 5:07 pm
"I am. It's like a cliff. And they're the very edge...it's a cliff I'm getting ready fall off and they are the edge, keeping me from falling...and if I do, I can hold onto the edge...I'm overjoyed that they survived. Which is why I even sang for them...But I feel like in this mess of death and despair..." Loki said quietly, lowering his voice so his sons couldn't hear before continuing, "Their mother, Sigyn, was the hardest death to come to means with..."
"Yeah...But I like Djevelen better. He looks like a Djevelen anyway. I'll call him Djev for short..." Narfi said, mainly to himself.