The guards are glancing at me repeatedly today. There must have been some new verdict in my case or new twist to my imprisonment or my execution. Perhaps they mean to take me today.
I will not resist. This must end and I have no reason to escape again. I have no where to return to but the Void and I would rather die than fall again.
Perhaps that is how they mean to execute me- to toss me over the edge. I wonder if I might find out in advance so I can poison myself instead if that is what they mean to do. I will not return to the creatures below. They are worse than death and would not this time allow me to escape.
Ah, but there is why I do not believe I will be thrown over the edge- they cannot guarantee I will not return, damaged, mutilated, cursed, and bent on vengeance. They cannot guarantee I will die and that the creatures beneath will not twist me further to destroy Asgard. They sought to twist my pain once and they did well. They can do so again, I am certain. One can only endure so much.
Someone comes. I will write more after this message is delivered.
