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[magnusmodig]

𝐋𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . . something . but thor would be REMISS to say that he was paying attention. FOUR DAYS had passed since they had first laid foot in this realm , and it only ever grew curiouser and curiouser.

clouds had begun to gather in the distance , and with them : A BELL TOLLED . most of the aercon continued about their way as they all shouldered between the haphazard streets of ragtime way , nary paying the skies any heed. and so it was that loki had continued speaking whilst thor's mind had begun to wander far - afield .

this : A NOT - SO - RARE OCCURRENCE. truly and in many ways , thor echoed the young prince of days of old as his steps slowed. his eye skimmed the clouds upon the horizon. the winds picked up , GUSTING past loki's shoulder in a burst of wary , restless energy.

@mischiefmodig / campaign .

[clxscdeyes]

DAY 10

"you know...The day she disappeared for the 2nd time...There was a black cat. Don't know if that has anything to do with it but that black @mischiefmodig followed her for a bit before it lost her too."

"Have you tried checking Silverbrook Hollow? Don't think she'd be there since you know...It's scary and creepy and she looks like someone who wouldn't WANT to go there."

"Honestly, it makes sense. You weren't able to find her what...For already a week? She disappeared the first time but was founded right? by @magnusmodig and @hecrtled? Disappeared again the day after?"

"It's been too long. If you've checked everywhere and she's nowhere to be found, check that place. Silverbrook might have some kind of answers."

"BAH! I wouldn't worry TOO much about the kid! She knows where she is and even if she WERE at that place, she'd find her way back. She's a smart kid! Just leave her be. She'll come out on her own terms. Sheesh. Worrying and for what? Absolutely nothing."

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From then on no one would have seen or heard of anything further. There'd be no further information about Luna's whereabouts. Just the suggestion of checking an area that not many people dare tread.

[angelictragedy]

answer & tag 10 people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with!

Favorite colour/shade: Greens. I don't know why but I'm obsessed with the colour right now (moss and nature probably)

Last song listened to: Here is where I embarrass myself, BALDUR'S GATE 3 RAP by JT Music - "Hard for a Bard" (DnD Bard Song) Here's the link https://youtu.be/rCneVni8edw?list=PLL3MgIitzRDFLb4mW10PMhiKfz5cErNXE I love it okay it's silly and fun XD I listen to a lot of Citizen Soldier, but this song just tickles me

Last film watched: Last I remember is I finally watched most of interstellar! It was pretty cool

Currently reading: Nada bar some fics I need to read more

Currently craving: Oh, texmex, nachos specifically hhhhh feral for some queso

Currently watching: Youtube mostly, found this silly group called Worst Premade Ever, Silly goobers.

Coffee or tea: Coffee! I love coffee, caramel flat white my beloved

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[magnusmodig]

answer & tag 10 people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with!

Favorite colour/shade: all shades of purples, mint greens and turqoises !

Last song listened to: "Your Ghost" by Marianas Trench

Last film watched: .....Thor: the Dark World..... again.... tho this time for a specific meta

Currently reading: Various screenplays, actually! But I've been eyeing my copy of George Orwell's "1984" again...

Currently craving: Marco's pizza or chinese food tbh

Currently watching: I've been thinking about rewatching OUAT, but most of my spare time is spent watching videos essays on screenwriting, narratives in films, etc, which I don't think is the intended answer haha;;

Coffee or tea: Tea, all the way! Black teas preferably, though I've found I have a liking for white teas too.

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[magnusmodig]

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 moment that thor was all - father of the realms no longer , and instead merely THOR , son of odin and brother of loki. in that moment , transfixed by the teasing lilt of familiar voice did thor find himself hundreds of years younger. then , they had been brothers in heart and in arms , with their warriors at their side as they rushed HEADLONG into adventure. then , competition and rivalry bellowed in their voices as they threw caution to the winds.

for a moment ever so short , it was though he had stepped into the skin of the man whose world had once made sense.

and foolish as it may be , although a wariness still settled in the hardened edges of thor's gaze , thor allowed himself to yearn for those simpler times. he grinned back.

❝ come now , brother. wherever is the fun in that? ❞

He would never do that. He was well aware of the risks and dangers that would lurk in a realm dedicated to chaos.

He was not naïve, but to admit a lack of courage was not something he would ever do. But that fear was a temporary thing, it would be replaced in a matter of time by knowledge. He only had to know where to look, and indeed he did have some sense of how to find that.

He listed closely to what Thor proposed, and in truth, he saw little error in such a plan. Indeed there was no one better suited at discovering hidden pathways, nor one better suited to finding lost things. Loki felt it frivolous to locate the artifact, but it would be a shame to come down here without something to show for it.

❝ Only three hours? ❞ he laughed in an empty sort of fashion. One where confidence was brimming full, covering a desire to simply get a move on with it. ❝ I could do it in two. ❞

His boots made decisive movements, stepping into a large puddle of water, splashing the rains in his wake, before stopping to look back. ❝ Good luck to you, brother. I will return in time. ❞

he smirked. ❝ Try not to start too much trouble over a clock. ❞

[magnusmodig]

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐓. with a slight raise of his brow , thor cast a sidelong glance towards his brother. truly , those were the words of a man who knew not the PLAGUE OF THE MIND. perhaps there were patterns in the weave of web around them. perhaps too , those patterns could be tested and its interlocking chains , broken. but thor knew better than most the DANGERS of a mind besieged by such visions. LOKI WAS FAR MORE FORTUNATE than he to be still blind to those dangers.

❝ do not mistake naïveté for courage , brother. it is far wiser to know the difference. ❞ the corners of his lips quirked upright into a WRY smile , and its ghost lingered in deep lines beneath thor's eyes. his cape wove a fluttering stream of red as he shouldered past loki and further into the large square opening up before them.

❝ i propose two goals: hunt down the true culprits behind the stolen artifact , and retrieve it if we can. this is as we had set out to do. the second: find passage out of this realm. that the aercon's time-keeper was stolen AT ALL indicates with certainty that there is a way. ❞

overhead , the silver leaves of idunn's great tree whispered in the wind. there were lanterns hung from the mighty branches of the echo tree , and from so far down below , they almost appeared like golden , glowing lanterns. thor's boot skid across the stone beneath his feet as he came to a stop at the square's forking path. aercon milled about in each corner , and his eye could make out gathering places where they collected in droves. all - father of the realms turned back to loki.

❝ YOU WILL FIND the pathways between these two worlds , and collect all information that you can as you go. in this task , your skills in sorcery and the bifrost's magics will be our boon, ❞ said he. ❝ we will convene at the base of the tree. i would imagine three hours hence will more than suffice your needs. ❞

Hm. Loki's eyes shifted away, observing their new surroundings in the eye of the isle. Thor had taken a rather long time to answer him, but Loki had a growing suspicion that this theory was proving correct.

❝ Lures into a trap... ❞ He murmured, eyes catching the glimpse of the shadow once again. With every glance, it gets closer. With every catch, the shadow grows with more clarity. He saw the bits of armor and lines upon the face. His throat tightened on its own. But if he tried to stare it would lead to nothing being there.

New shadows had begun to form too. He could not explain it, but he thought he saw the shifting of something far more human appearing. He felt those eyes linger, longer than they should.

❝ It is possible... ❞ In more ways than he would want to admit, he was reminded of the powers of the mind stone. ❝ The only remedy is to find focus. If the intention is to disorient and trap, then we must combat that. Whatever our goals are here, we must decide them now. ❞

he paused. ❝ I am not in fear of my mind being lost. There are patterns to even the most chaotic of things. ❞

[magnusmodig]

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 ᛊᛏᚨᚦᚱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 the treat with great vigor , and peppered the asgardian prince's hand with sloppy wet kisses ( and to lap up the lingering salt of the dried meat from his skin ) . thor watched with a fond twinkling lighting his eye. but there came a shift in the shadows. one that caught thor's attention and gave him pause. thor looked up from the earthly creature and felt a SHIVERING COLD RUN DOWN HIS SPINE.

it was a pale , slimy thing that trailed down. across the way , beneath the curve of one of the strange water basins that lined the path , thor caught a glimpse of a familiar face. his golden eyes speared thor through in the dim , shining bright with the light of all the cosmos as he stood with HORNED HELM GLEAMING in the twilight. ( thunder rolled slowly from far away , and the winds nipped at the brother's noses and drenched clothes. )

beyond even him , THE GLINT OF A SPEAR , and the crow of a raven perched upon a broad shoulder.

an aercon passed , and the two were gone.

What sayth you, brother?

—warmth and weight pressed against thor's leg. he looked down and found the terrier's large brown eyes gazing happily up at him as though nothing were amiss. and perhaps in its understanding of the world , very little was. ᛊᛏᚨᚦᚱ received an equal amount of affection from thor's own hand before it trotted away.

❝ . . . i feel in some ways that we have acted upon a well-crafted series of LURES, ❞ he admitted , slowly turning the words over on his tongue. ❝ should we fail to take special care , it is our own minds that would be lost in the fray. ❞

He looked up. With the false weather passing, it brought more clarity to the surrounding sky. It was an unpleasant marking of entrapment. Even if in this world one could not see this world's borders when looking at the sky, it certainly created the illusion of freedom.

For this realm's mischief and chaos, it was not shy about it making sure those who did not belong would stay. That was the great mystery to Loki. Why did the alleys and roads shift? Why bother with the disorientating sounds? Why the dome and one-way train?

Those were the thoughts that gave him the most pause. But that was not a weakness he felt important enough for Thor to know.

❝ A reprieve among the chaos... ? ❞ he mused lightly. It seemed humorous to offer such a thing to visitors, but once again, why?

They finally had arrived at the clearing after quite some walking. The little dog barked excitedly as it approached Loki with an enthusiastic wag of its tail. Of course, Loki obliged with another piece of the meat.

❝ You've done well. You may now do as you please. ❞ he glanced at Thor from the creature. ❝ What sayth you, brother? Would you speak of what goes on in your mind of this place? ❞

[magnusmodig]

𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃. for who was loki if not a man who was rarely satisfied with the ways of the worlds? yet as it stood , THOR FOUND HIMSELF GRATEFUL to have such an esteemed mind as an ally. certainly so in the face of such well-woven chaos. the truth of the matter was that very little made sense , and that which did was WARPED as it settled in place all around them. thor had his suspicions about the place , and too , the nature of its magic.

❝ disorientation. ❞ he said. then , gestured towards the curve of the patterned dome high overhead. ❝ — that is its purpose. i suspect that ward marks the eye of the storm. ❞

still , he refrained from speaking the rest of his suspicions whole. UNCERTAIN in this moment whether or not they were built upon a solid foundation . . . or a confused state of mind. in a realm where even the shadows crawled , it was difficult to say.

Loki was not so in shock that his plan had worked, though typically his endeavors with the beast were not normally so successful. And while he reveled in his own success at mastering the creature's confidence, he felt something else bloom in his chest coming from the hand that clapped upon his shoulder.

He couldn't help but find the corners of his cheeks twitch with the jest, his eyes fell to the ground in spite of himself. He had done well, he supposed.

-As the journey went on, Loki found most of his focus on the dog as it guided them through the streets. He was curious to study the patterns and mannerisms, to attempt to follow them on their own should such a time come. It was curious to him that the law here dictated that if one wanted to go right, one must turn left instead. He wondered then if to go up was to go down, and vice versa.

He paused his wondering to look at Thor upon him speaking. His first words were at first in mockery " dark magic. " but he thought better of it... for now.

❝ I find it intriguing. ❞ A true observation of their surroundings. ❝ The noise is certainly perplexing, as it does not seem to serve much purpose. But... ❞ he paused. From the corner of his eye, he saw a shadow. One he knew full well, a giant, hulking figure that towered above everyone around him. But in a blink it was gone, the golden metal gleam appearing to be nothing more than a bin.

❝ As with all things, there is more to this realm than meets the eye. ❞ He watched Thor's steps instead, rubbing his neck absentmindedly. ❝ I rather enjoy the challenge of finding the truth. ❞

[magnusmodig]

𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎 𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 that thor had misjudged loki's commitment. the hound was quite the friendly little sport , with a dappled coat and one ear that flopped over. a young thing. certainly endearing. despite all of his disillusionment with the isle , thor softened , and a small smile ghosted the edges of his lips as loki SUCCEEDED in his endeavor altogether.

no sooner than when loki had straightened up would he feel the warmth of thor's hand pressed against his shoulder. ❝ against all odds , you've made a friend, ❞ thor teased , squeezed loki lightly. then stepped after their newfound four-legged companion.

— 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 not long into their travels , and thor found that their tiny companion ( ᛊᛏᚨᚦᚱ , he had taken to calling him. ) was quite the navigator. he was DECISIVE , taking turns and rounding corners that - to thor's own eye - seemed altogether opposite their intended destination. still , it was progress they had so sought and progress they had made yet. the tree was most definitely closer than it had been before , and the small shops and inns along what he had now understood was known as "ragtime way" had begun to ease into what seemed to be something of a marketplace.

the aercon still milled about. they were seemingly drawn out from the shadows with the passage of the rains. they were WARY men and women. drawn faces with hackles raised. their eyes gleamed with the hauntings of a thousand souls as they drifted through the streets and alleys. thor scoured their faces from afar , noting that some wielded cloaks and dagger while others scurried through the streets like RATS. their forms blended into the shadows , caked in grime and dust. questioning / DEMANDING ANSWERS of their all - father / where have you gone ?

THOR BLINKED.

and watched as an asgardian aercon spared them a passing glance and slunk back into the shadows.

❝ tell me, ❞ thor prodded , turning his head to spare loki a quick look as they walked. ❝ what exactly do you make of this realm? ❞

Loki glanced towards Thor upon the comment given to him. There was a mote of surprise that the one who loved animals more would not jump upon the opportunity to befriend something that had no capacity to question or discern.

Animals were simplistic creatures, and though he recognized the taunt he did not think it would be so difficult to persuade the creature with the proper motivations.

He closed his eyes with a sigh ( hiding the roll of his eyes behind the lids ) before making soft steps toward the creature.

❝ Hello there, little one. ❞ Loki called quietly when he was closer, reaching into the omnibag he carried on him to retrieve an item. The dog looked up to him, alerted by his presence. It's head tilted in a curious fashion, on guard but seemingly not disgruntled.

Loki had gotten close enough to it, before bending down on one knee and reaching out his hand. An offer of friendship ( temporary, of course. ) as there in his palm was a dried meat snack. One meant to be emergency sustenance, but it would serve as useful in convincing the creature into compliance.

❝ Come now, I won't bring harm to you. ❞ The dog did not hesitate for long, smelling the snack and trotting up to his hand to eat it. It was rather delighted, its demeanor shifting to that of playful endearment, wagging its tale and panting. Loki reached out to pet its head, offering little scratches along its fur.

❝ There we are, there's a good dog. ❞ Loki smiled. ❝ There is more to come, but first. My brother and I could use some assistance in locating that clearing in the distance. ❞ Loki pointed in the direction, which the dog followed in gaze. ❝ Could you guide us there? ❞

It turned back to him, offering a few barks ( which Loki assumed meant an agreement ) before leaping towards the direction with a wagging tail. It did not get so far before turning to look back at Loki and at Thor, its tongue hanging out with a giddy smile.

[magnusmodig]

𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 , 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐇𝐈𝐌 , for there truly was no thing more insufferable than when one's younger brother considered himself a JESTER. with a barely disguised ill-temper flaring in the huff of his breath , thor begrudgingly followed the point of his brother's interest.

with a little black nose pressed against the concrete sidewalk along the opposite end of the road , a dog was intently focused on a quest of its own making. the small thing didn't seem to mind very much the plinking of the silver rain that fell around them , though it stepped AROUND the puddles it came across when it could. if the hound had noticed the two brothers , it certainly hadn't made tell of its own accord.

and thor had been so disoriented by this realm's duplicitous nature that he'd hardly noticed them at all.

❝ by all means , brother , you are welcome to attempt to persuade this one unto YOUR GOOD GRACES. ❞

That sentiment could not have been founded in more truth. Loki was not offering directions, nor was Thor asking for them. The utter frustration of their surroundings radiated off of him - the short temper making reason a distant memory rather than action to be taken.

Loki had provoked the storm, and he did not see reason to cease just yet. It would be earned in due time ( not that he would share the details of such things with said storm. )

❝ Naturally. I was merely waiting for you to continue to speak the obvious. ❞ He retorted, unphased by the growled words. There was nothing in Loki's mind that bade him to submit to such things. But as he was growing bored with going in circles, it seemed now as good of a time as any to offer a point.

❝ What I have noticed in these rounds, are the points that do not repeat with each pass. ❞ Loki turned his attention towards the little dog creatures, which seemed to him rather comfortable in this world. But more importantly, they always went where they desired. He had wondered then if they knew the paths that they could not discern.

❝ I only wonder if they could be persuaded to be allies. ❞

[magnusmodig]

❝ 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐄 you offering any directions , ❞ came the retort , lips curled upright into a half - grin half - gnashing snarl of maw. the rain chimed around them as it fell across broad shoulders and leather coats alike. his teeth ground together as thor turned his attention to inspect the road signs. THERE WAS NO DOUBT : they had most certainly passed this way before. yet there was little doubt in thor's mind that he had most certainly not taken the same turns. QUITE THE OPPOSITE , in fact.

the bells continued to toll.

a slow building p u l s i n g bloomed against thor's skull. he squandered the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. instead , thor sighed heavily — sounding much more akin to a low and rumbling growl — beneath his breath. then , forced his senses to spear through the strange , foul magic that had long grown THICK around them.

it was like trying to soldier through a bramble thicket whilst encased in sinking mud.

❝ it is not the clearing that is obscured but the path towards it. this realm SHIFTS. have you truly not sensed it? ❞

Oh, perfect. Of course, Loki had not only managed to strike something in Thor, but now they were meant to traverse through the pouring rains of this isle. He would have loved to observe this liquid ( it certainly was not ordinary water ) but Thor plowed forward as prompted with his shadow close behind.

Taking the role of salt to be placed in a wound, Loki said nothing, nor did he offer insight upon anything until the third round had come and gone. At that point, Loki was compelled by boredom.

❝ Are familiar with the definition of insanity? ❞ Loki piped up, suddenly stopping in his tracks with arms crossed. ❝ To repeat the same circumstances countless times, and expect a different result. ❞ It had been three times now, and they were no closer to this clearing Thor desired.

❝ Is the dark magic making you fumble? Surely something as easy as finding this clearing would be easy for you. ❞

[magnusmodig]

𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 a comic widening and roll of his eye , thor passed a true and undisguised LEER in his brother's direction. would only he possessed his mother's grace. perhaps then he might have way of ENDURING loki's ever-present MELODRAMA.

alas , there was no way to put the disjointed ebbs and flows of this isle to words than by way of DARK MAGIC. even the aether for all its complexities still wove its world together within realm of nature. this , thor could appreciate , for there was no greater crime than to bend the sciences towards an unnatural will. still , this isle was RIFE with unnatural callings , and they crashed and bombarded thor's senses like a particularly angry sea. though thor stood STEADFAST , even he could admit one truth to himself : IT WAS DIZZYING.

this , he did not say aloud , and with a short GRUNT , made headway along the path as the clouds continued to gather overhead. in short time , the toll of those clouds struck FOURFOLD , and a silver rain gathered in rivulets and puddles along the empty street.

— 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 before thor noticed they had passed the exact same avenue a third time. only then did the toe of thor's boot dragg through one such silver puddle and splash a twinkling spray of droplets along the curbside.

No wonder Loki was enjoying himself. Loki looked up, and down, and from side to side upon every piece of land that surrounded them. The creatures were uncanny. The very sky was nothing but restless. And everywhere they went there was only unknown. It was a tangle of web, but Loki was eager to solve it.

Truly, Thor could not have said it more correctly. Though Loki had a suspicion that simply dark magic was the answer to Thor's shaking courage. Yes, it was unknown and rather defied the natural order, perhaps to this place it was the norm. Who were they to judge? In relative terms, so did the Aether gods as well.

❝ Mm. How vague. I dare say you are rather stating the obvious there, Thor. ❞ Loki placed both hands behind his back, continuing to simply observe the surroundings they belonged to.

❝ If you seek refuge, you need simply to say that. ❞ he huffed, looking towards the same tree ( and the same golden hue. A touch of pain entered his heart. he hated the echo trees. ) but remaining perfectly still.

❝ Lead on, then. ❞

[magnusmodig]

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐘. though then : when had it ever been EASY? within this realm was a tangle of web yet to unravel. but that was not the element that so gave him pause. the aercon here — they at least were stable. like PIN PRICKS of light , their humming chatter was an inevitability. nay. it was everything else that shifted.

❝ dark magic, ❞ his hand arrested his wrist. ❝ and we stand in the heart of it. ❞ alas , there was little point in dwelling upon such mindless distractions. OR SO WOULD FATHER INSIST. casting one last scalding look towards the clouds in the sky , thor nodded towards the large tree in the distance. ( as ever , it shifted to the likeness of the golden apple tree in mother's gardens when thor cast his sights upon it. ) ❝ it would be within our best interests to stay alert. in the least , there seems to be a clearing up ahead. ❞

Loki was not going to bother with going back to the conversation at hand. In all of their years together, he had always known one thing that was always true about Thor. Even when there was no sign. When there was no warning. Whatever instinct Thor spoke of always came to pass.

It was only when he did speak that Loki followed Thor's gaze upwards. Those clouds... how strange. Loki was so infatuated with the creatures of the sky he failed to notice the place they dwelled in. Though perhaps he would not have seen anything if Thor was not there. Loki had yet to learn everything in this isle.

❝ No. Not entirely... ❞ That mystery was still being unraveled. The uncanny music was something he was growing accustomed to. He could have been offended by Thor's lack of care towards himself, but while he might be prone to ramblings, Thor was prone to silent driftings.

❝ Speak, then. ❞ Loki pulls his gaze away from the clouds to Thor. ❝ What do you see? Or rather, observe. ❞ he could never truly read the mind of Thor, but he knew when to listen ( particularly when weather was involved. )

[magnusmodig]

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 , 𝐀 𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. and with it came a slow - moving stirring as thor's senses receded from their crawl across the isle and its hazy firmaments. brow furrowed with something altogether perplexed carved deep into the lines across his forehead and agape in the slight parting of his lips. with arms folded over his chest , thor kneaded the flesh of his index finger along the pad of his thumb. then , he stilled and dragged his gaze from the clouds and onto loki.

there was a soundless song more aptly named "static" , and it was woven into the very fabric of the ground beneath their feet. overhead – . . . WELL , there was something about those clouds that unsettled him. they were vain , unfaithful servants , and decidedly IGNORED thunder's call.

a barely visible shake of his head. ❝ something approaches, ❞ he said simply. of course , there was the obvious – but there was something more. a grave undoing , all around them. did loki not sense it? teeth dug into cheek - flesh and carved invisible indentations there. ( no , no. of course he did not. at least — not in the way that raised thor's hackles so. ) THOR WAS WARY. – ah , but loki's offense bade him be far warier. referring to loki's conversational topics: ❝ —was . . . it something about music? ❞

Indeed Loki was saying quite a lot of things. It was rare for him to ramble the same as he once did when he was young and more prone to it. ( then again the old habits of ancient beings were not so easily repressed. )

But his rambles were largely of things his mind was seeking comprehension on. Of course, the code to get into this isle was no short of child's play, though it did require some trial and error. He found the puzzle to be entertaining anyway. He rather enjoyed being able to solve things. But more curious now was this isle.

His mind raced with the knowledge that Sonare had to offer. It was an entire city below the ground, full of life and things to discover. And yet it was twisted and full of chaos. Up was down and black was white... he loved it. The mystery of all of the curiosity was his to discover, theirs to explore. Finally, this Aevum realm was becoming interesting.

As the brothers had wandered, so had Loki's mind wondered and ran in every conceivable direction it could have. And in that moment he was speaking of the strange creatures he saw in the distance. The ones that glided so effortlessly in the air. He marveled about their purpose. Their title. The sounds that they made-

Once again those old habits would not let him go. The breeze was unusual enough, but instinctually he looked at Thor. Only now noticing the vapid, tense look in those eyes. He knew his brother's winds, despite having not felt it in several months.

❝ ... Thor? ❞ He spoke, testing to see if he was paying attention, though there was a slight agitation in Loki's voice for his lost words. ❝ If I did not know better, I would say your mind is not concerned with our one-sided conversation. ❞