Author's Note: Because Loki. And why not? Enjoy!
And what, pray tell, were you expecting?
That I should rend my garments,
Fall to my knees,
Begging your mercy?
Hardly.
I ask for nothing but the chance
To do all I've done over again,
And emerge from the shadow of
My golden brother
At last.
Your mercy is the last thing I crave,
Your love only a little more,
And I will never
Bow for you again.