"Hail the victorious dead"
The god of thunder traced the inscription. The words were engraved on the Statue of Memory, a memorial dedicated to the men and women that had fallen for the honour of Asgard. Surrounding the pillar were stones of different sizes and shapes, decorated with the names of the fallen, acting like gravestones.
There were so many new stones and fresh inscriptions…
Thor closed his eyes for a moment. His world had shifted so many times in only a few years; his banishment, meeting Jane, Loki's fall from the Brifrost… Loki's return and the attack on New York… And now the death of his beloved mother and the end of the man who, in the end, had proven himself to be a true Odinson at heart.
And now Thor himself was leaving Asgard for Midgard, although this time it was out of his own free will, rather than through banishment or his father's orders.
Frigga's name is already engraved on one of the stones surrounding the court-yard's centerpiece. Soon Loki's name would join her… Thor had seen to that.
Mother and son reunited again… Thor smiled through his grief and tried to find comfort in his conviction that Frigga and Loki would be reunited in Valhalla, since both had died fighting with all the honour and bravery worthy of the royal house of Asgard. Still smiling, Asgard's golden prince stood up. He rested his hand upon his mother's stone for the briefest of moments, before he turned and headed towards the Brifrost.
As Heimdall opened the gate, Thor looked back towards his home once more.
"Goodbye mother" he whispered softly "farewell little brother."
Thor's last glimpse of Asgard, before the Brifrost takes him to Jane and his new home, is aimed towards the garden where he, Frigga and Loki spent so many innocent childhood days.