All mistakes are mine
A Mother's Perspective
Darcy- Newborn
Loki- 4 Years Old
Laura Lewis knew one thing about life, which was of course, the importance of the soul mate mark.
It didn't matter what the mark was, whether it something as simple as being born with your soul mate's name or the first words you would hear from their lips, what was important was that it would exist and it would be there. Her own mark was the name of her husband written in his messy handwriting just underneath her left breast.
Darcy Lewis was born just shortly after noon on a cool summer day with perfectly clear skin, not even a mole to mark it.
Laura wasn't afraid to cry about it and cry she did, with all the knowledge that her daughter would have a hard life ahead of her. The world was unkind to the unmarked because they were so rare, which made them both hated and pitied.
The doctor was kind, assured them that Darcy could have a normal life as long as she told no one about the lack of identifier on her skin. He also made a point to tell them about the rare marks, like people with fingerprints and marks that were solely based on the senses.
As Darcy grew so did the sudden realization that her daughter would never posses a mark.
The world would be unkind to her and Laura Lewis could only hope her daughter was strong enough to survive it.
Frigga Borson could be called nothing short of ecstatic when the adoption agency called her to pick up her son.
Loki Borson was as beautiful as she had seen in the pictures they sent her, it was safe to say that his adoption hadn't been a mistake and the pure delight on Thor's face when he met him made all the worrying worth it.
Frigga wanted nothing more than to embrace him but right away she knew he was a timid and hesitant child, as much as it pained her to think about she knew the lost of his parents would always rest heavily on his soul. Thor had not such hesitation and immediately embraced his new brother, to Frigga's relief Loki only tensed up a second before relaxing.
Her husband for his part treated Loki like had always been there, with all the demands and secret affections he showed Thor. Loki seemed eager to pleased him and slowly the spark in Loki's eyes returned to him.
Frigga remembered vividly how that first night she had helped Loki get ready for bed and she had finally seen his soul mate mark.
Beautiful written words in a deep purple color on his left shoulder, when she asked about them Loki eagerly told her how he couldn't wait to meet his soul mate.
"That person that's suppose to love me forever, no matter what." Loki had told her, with an already growing awe at the person who he yet to meet and fall in love with.
Frigga had given him a teary smile because she knew that finding your soul mate wasn't always cut and dry and that sometimes not even soul mates got their happy endings.
"It's in Spanish?" Frigga asked curiously when she inspected the mark closer.
"Yes, should I learn it?" Loki had asked, biting his lip in concern.
"If you want to." There was the possibility of a language barrier, there always was with soul mates.
Loki had nodded then and settled into his new bed, putting his right hand over his left shoulder as if for comfort.
When she left she could still hear him whispering the words marking his skin, almost like a goodnight prayer.
Pajaritos y fuentes, auras y brisas
espetad ese sueño y esas sonrisas
I wanted to keep an open story that I could update once in awhile, so I guess this is my warning that I will not be updating this regularly but as I find time for it and I get the muse to come to me. However, I do promise to finish it, I won't abandon it.