Part III of the series By watchfires and thrones of crowned kings. Un-betaed for now. Feel free to point out any errors!
Hm, Loki wracked with guilt? Count me in :
First published with the tags: Angst, Mental, Breakdown, Loki Feels, Loki Angst, Flash Fic, Guilt.
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Under the bridge, darkness
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In the past, mortals called it epiphany – it's an explosion of brightness, a supernova which sets off through the void and sweeps away every nuance, leaving you naked before the facts.
To Loki, the cause of it doesn't matter. The moment comes, passes, settles, and he finds himself watching his own reflection and wondering how he could.
(Come to this point, do what he has done, betray whom he has betrayed.)
He looks at himself and doesn't understand. Who is Loki? When did the mischievous morphe into letal? Where did mute bitterness become burning hate? He's afraid to find out. He's on the chasm's edge once again, with the Bifrost collapsing.
And this time the fall will not end.
What have I done?
Fallen to his knees, he hides his face between the hands and pitches forward, screaming against the earth.
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He had a father, he had a home and a mother and a brother no more. Now he has lost even that little sense he had given to his life. (And he gets drunk on the bitter taste of remorse, hoping that someday it will be enough to save him.)
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