I've been feeling unproductive today. So have a couple poems, now that I have all my digital stuff back!
Thor's POV, directed at Loki.
The storm clouds are racing,
passing across the sky
like the pain across your eyes.
The nightmare is your mask,
your armor,
your disguise.
The thickening darkness
shattered by Asgard's party lights,
flashing,
you can hear the goblets smashing.
Memories haunt you all through the night;
so pick yourself up and start racing,
embodying everything they fear.
But when you wake up in the morning...
I will be there.
Ophelia Lokisdottir helped me fix the ending, so hopefully now it comes off more sweet, like how Thor will always be there for Loki no matter what Loki does, instead of creepy ^.^