Epilog: As Life Goes On
Loki visited Earth 100 years later, only visiting. After what had transpired between him and Tony Stark he could no longer entertain notions of ruling the earth. The ambition had torn them apart, among other things.
Making himself invisible Loki entered Tony's home. Or what had been Tony's home, it was now preserved and open to the public as a tourist attraction. In this house where all Tony's inventions and possessions. But he didn't even make it past the hallway. There was roped off circle, he wasn't expecting . . .
The cement tomb where Tony Stark's mortal body now rested forever was perfectly centered in the burn marks that Loki had left behind. On top of the tomb there was a statue of Stark. The carved stone depicted a child tinkering with a small robot that he had named Dummy, a big smile adorned his face and triumph gleamed in his eyes the boy look so . . . lifelike. Loki reached out a hand as if trying to capture the childlike curiosity Stark had always possessed even as an adult. Tears welled up in his eyes.
Later Loki would find Stark requested that his home be open to the public and that he insisted when he died his remains were to be placed in the center of those strange burn marks in his hall. Only Loki really understood why Stark made this strange requested and the thought brought fresh tears to his eyes. It was Tony's way of being with Loki in death when they couldn't be together in life.
It was only for one night
and then another day
we loved to dare
and dared to love
and in that lost all that was to be gained
but dreams are gone
and home is far behind us
so we bleed until our hearts are sore
and we bicker until our tongues are weary
and we only love when the dawn comes
for in the darkest night
and on the blackest day
when we know our hearts are worn
and our bodies broken
our love keeps light a constant dawn