If I Rise [Sigyn]

[Frigga]

I never knew daylight could be so violent

A revelation in the light of day

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[/color] she spoke softly, “sun and air are good for you.” She lifted his hand and touched it to her lips. “Odin, I need you, I am afraid that I cannot be the queen that Asgard needs. Your intentions, my husband, are still somewhat unknown to me. You meant well, I know…but Loki is…” She couldn’t continue for a moment running her cheek against the curve of his hand. All she wanted was his blue eyes to open. She wanted to peer into them and slap him before embracing him. She wanted to be weak and frightened and comforted like she remembered he would do for her when the nights seemed so dark.

“Loki,” she continued, “is lost and the tapestries have foretold. He will usher it in, my king. He will be the harbinger of our Twilight. Odin…he is my son, I nursed him, loved him, never judged him. I want my darling Loki back, I want Asgard at peace…I feel weak under this strain.”

What if she failed to be the mother Thor needed as she mourned Loki? The tesseract had poisoned his mind. She had not inquired of him, though she trusted he was in the hands of someone trusted. She had hired and asked for the girl herself. Girl, her smile was fond for a moment before it fell and she clutched her husband’s hand. “I need guidance. I need you.” She whispered and for a while nothing more was said. The guards that stood at attention did not speak, did not judge. They observed with coldness and Frigga wanted nothing more than to run then. Yet when the silence was broken it was jarring.

“My queen,” one of the guards from the hall came to fill the doorway.

She raised her hand to regard him. “All-Mother, the healer Sigyn is here to speak with you as you have appointed.”

Frigga stood and wiped at her dress. “Of course,” she nodded and kissed her husband’s hand. “I’ll return soon enough, love.” She vowed and walked into the hall to find the young, blonde Vanir she had charged with the physical well-being of her son.

“Sigyn, child,” she smiled warmly her voice sincere. “I do hope my request for you didn't disturb you.”[/ul]

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you can't choose what stays and what fades away

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WORDCOUNT523
SONGno light, no light by florence + the machine
CREDITerin aka lowearthorbit @ caution

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