On the Abyss
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There are nights when Loki finds himself staring out of the window and at the moon for a long time, searching for the wolf that is chasing it across the sky. He does not find him, of course, because this is the human world and Hati is no more that a myth here, just as in Asgard this world is no more than a board for games. Usually, Loki looks at the mortals around him and sees nothing but moving game-pieces. He does not belong among them, he knows, and wishes he was elsewhere.
There are days, more and more lately, when Loki looks at the mortals around him and sees them as the persons they are, feeling and breathing and full of life, even if only for a short time. Sometimes, he thinks he might begin to understand them, just the slightest bit. He has come to fear and hate those days, because when he looks at the world through human eyes the sky is always higher than before and the sun is just a distant ball of fire.
