The god. The myth.
The legend.
#MCURP. #POETICEDDARP
Loki
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My wife is hot.
Child, my parents left me to die in the snow because I was too small.
I am adopted.
Glares at his scribe. Put my replies in the right place, woman.
He shakes his head.
"Not that one."
He is rubbish at explaining things to children without sounding arrogant.
" @sigynsetfree.bsky.social , can you explain this to him?"
He narrows his eyes.
Sigyn on the other hand...he can not speak for her.
She can make a Valkyrie look tame.
I am trying, my love. I am trying.
"I take it you have never heard of gods?"
He gives her a fond smile.
His mother is ... wonderful.
"She taught me much as well."
For a second, he surrounds them with duplicates of himself, before making them all disappear again.
"We speak the truth."
"I have been alive for centuries, to me, you are a child. It is not an insult."
