Farewell
"Loki!"
The black blade impaled him through the chest, glimmering with blood. He froze with pain and shock, opening his eyes wide.
"No...no!"
Thor rolled over, getting to his fallen brother.
"You fool, why didn't you listen..."
He knelt down beside him, lifting him into his arms. Loki's eyes were roving around with anxiety. Their looks met and Thor's heart shivered with pain.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"Shh, that's fine, don't talk."
Loki was looking up at him and Thor felt him shiver, the blackness crawling over his skin. There was nothing he could do to save him... When he'd finally broken the wall his brother had been building, he lost him...
"I didn't protect you..." he said. "I could have done something, I could have..."
"There was nothing you could do..."
Loki's eyes were getting glassy. With terrible helplessness Thor felt his life vanishing. He kept looking into his eyes and saw his little brother in them once again. Loki closed his eyes, breathing fitfully. Thor leaned above, embracing him in his arms. Even after all that had happened, he was still the same person Thor had known for his whole life. He was still the same Loki, the same brother he loved.
"Farewell, brother..." he heard him whisper and he moved no more.