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Hello everyone!
After fighting with myself for almost 5 years I finally decided to post one of my many stories... This is the very first story I made public, ever. (Excluding my dog..)
It is kind of short, but I think something simple for the beginning is appropriate. I apologize if there are any typos or the language is not that good, since english is not my first language.
Im eager to see if other people like it or not! :) That is why I would love to receive some reviews from you guys to be able to improve myself or just to hear your opinions!
The pairing is kind of unique but I hope you still like it! :)
It is rated T just to be sure, since I'm new to posting stories.
A Hollow Dream
He was standing alone on the peek of the mountain, high above the city. From up here everything seemed small and foolish. He wondered if it was worth the pain and suffering he had to endure, if it was worth the never-ending loneliness he brought upon himself.
Maybe, maybe not… He was not quite sure anymore.
Up until now he knew exactly what he wanted to achieve and what he had to do. His life had a purpose. But now, that he was finally there, on top of the world, he felt lost. Something was still missing and deep down inside his cruel being, he knew what it was. It was a feeling he hid in the darkest corner of his corrupted heart-love.
He was not a shiny hero like his brother, nor a golden king like his father. He was the wicked villain of (in?) his own story and he accepted that. He managed to reach the top because the people feared an despised him, not because of their love or acceptance. And that is why he was lonely and lost. Because in the end, the only thing he ever truly wanted was love and acceptance, he realized now that it was far too late.
Suddenly, he felt another presence beside him.
"I told you it wouldn't be enough."
He smiled, sadly, keeping his eyes on the city scattered at his feet.
"I beg you my dear spare me your wisdom."
A soft chuckle could be heard coming from the person standing beside him.
"You know I am far away from being a wise man, Loki."
"I know, Peter."
Ironically to his mood he did not want to hold a conversation with anyone besides his own thoughts. Without another word he turned around and headed away from the scarp, leaving the other man behind.
"You know what pains me the most?"
He stopped, thinking it was the least he could do, hearing him out for the very last time. He owed him that much.
"The fact that I was right. Until the end, I was hoping, praying, that you would gain happiness, no matter which path you decided to choose."
He heard him fighting back the pain in his voice. He turned around to look him in the eyes and, too late, he realized his mistake: The beautiful green eyes were full of deep sorrow. But still, there he was, smiling back at him, supporting his horrible choices until the bitter end. He thought he needed to tell him the full truth, for it was his last chance to do so.
"I chose the wrong path. I've been blinded by the thought of vengeance and my hatred. And now, that I realize the only thing I ever wanted was the thing I lost along my way up here, it is too late."
"What was it?"
He averted his eyes, not able to handle the intensity of his gaze.
"Love."
With that he disappeared from the peek of the mountain, never wanting to show the tears flowing down his pale cheeks.. Until the very end he remained a lier. He could not tell him the truth and this simple fact killed the last part of his, already black, heart. He never got the chance to hear the last whisper disappearing in the clouds around the tall, lonely mountain.
"No, you never lost it. When nothing still remains, it will be the only thing that will."
-End-
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