Okay, so I'm not entirely sure I did a good job on this. The fact is, I remembered that Tom Hiddleston played in "War horse". Being the crazy person I am I thought that maybe I could transport both Loki and Darcy there. This is what came out. I think it's a bit too much but since I'm no soldier fighting in a bloody war this will have to do.

Darcy opened the letter with trembling hands. She wanted so badly to see what Loki had written her, to hear his voice in her head as words flooded the pages. The war had been cruel and snatched him away from her arms and Darcy found herself hating these stupid fights. She just wanted her husband back. The envelope was torn and the letter pulled from it.

My dearest Darcy,

You will forgive me for writing so little to you, for I know you understand my position. It is my ardent wish to correspond with you all day long but I cannot. I have to fight for this country, for you and me. But I won't tell you of blood and wounded soldiers. I see enough of it and there is no glory, nothing poetic to be said about that. Even so I am fine; luck is on my side as I have sustained no injuries beside the ache in my heart whenever I think of you – which is very often I assure you.

My chest smarts at the daunting lack of you near me. I long to see your smiling face; the memory of your cobalt eyes enthrals me and I find I cannot escape them even in my sleep, but fear not my heart, I would not wish them to disappear. I do not want to lose the image of you frolicking in the sun; I remember your chestnut curls raising with the wind and the sweet way you laughed haunts my dreams – in a very pleasant way. I miss you more than words can say. Can you tell, love? I have always been transparent to you.

When the guns and cannons are silent I am free to be with my memories. It is also the time I wish for you most, when I'm in my cot and the silence suffocates me. I feel you beside me. You hands are in mine and I can finally kiss your lips. I would like so much to be home with you, just the two of us, together beneath the covers. The darkness lets me see whatever I wish; there is so little light in this wretched place. Our candlelit home with its warmth and cosiness lulls me to sleep even though it's nothing but a foggy image in my mind.

In fact, if I were home right now there would be so much I'd like to do. First I'd let your hair down and bury my face in it, trying to take in as much of your sweet fragrance as I could. Yes, the scent of fresh flowers and sugary treats that belong to you. How I love it! I could spend all day running my fingers through you silky locks. I adore them almost as much as I admire your eyes. They are the gate to that beautiful soul of yours. And your lips, so soft and lush – I crave their taste. It's been so long since I've properly kiss you.

The next thing I would do you'd like. Very much. I long for the feel of you skin against mine and that dress of yours would only be in the way. So I'd take it off slowly, just like the first time. And then I could get to what I desire; your soft, inviting flesh, it's calling to me like a siren. You have bewitched me, temptress. I am a willing slave to you so do whatever you wish with me but please, I beg you, be mine.

Are you blushing yet, my sweet? You should be because I'm thinking about you pretty little neck and all the marks resting there that prove you're mine. Do not be mad at me, they look so good against your fair skin and you can put as many as you want on me. Is the barging to your liking? I know it is.

I remember every little sound you make, and the way your breath halts in your ecstasy. You were always warm, I have no doubt you'd melt me should I take you as before. I feel heaven every time I'm with you. Do you know that you are perfect? You fit so well against me with those sloping curves of yours. I swear you were made to be held by me. You head falls perfectly against my shoulder and your fingers entwined with mine give me strength. You're my hope darling, my only motive for fighting. Once this war is over I'll come back to you and I won't leave your side as you won't leave mine. You'll be waiting? Please say you will.

God give me strength! I feel myself tear up by this desire to see you. Forgive me if I hadn't said it enough when in your presence, I love you. My wife, understand that you are my world. I don't know how to be without you, so forgive this battle scarred man and take him in because he is still your loving husband. Can you do that, pet? Do so for he who loves you an ocean deep. Do it because you want to; because you love me like I love you and need me just as much as I do.

I had a dream. A good dream. I was coming back home through the wheat fields. They were shining brilliantly in the sun. It was beautiful, so beautiful. The beaten track I know so well stretched out before me. All the colours were so vivid and enchanting. It made me miss home like a madman. But that wasn't even the best part. Do you know what waited for me at the end of the road? It was you, my pet, standing in the door behind the white fence. I rushed over to you and picked you up. I spun you round and round and you laughed and I was happy. I want this dream to come true.

Rumour has it that the war is almost over. I know, I said the same last time but I'm sure it's real now. It must be. We can barely take it anymore. But I have you so my hope is never absent. Know that I cannot wait to hold you again. When the time comes we'll be laughing together on the front porch, watching the children run around. It will be so good, I promise. Our future is worth the wait my sweet Darcy. Just wait, for now. The time will come.

Forever yours,

Loki

Darcy read and reread the letter until she knew every word. It was cold, nothing out of ordinary for the early November nights, but she still wished Loki would be with her and they'd be happy like in his dream. She too had heard talks of peace but that had happened before. Maybe, just maybe, 1918 would bring with it the end of the shameful conflict that the whole world seemed to take perverse pleasure in.

So, was I too over the top? What say you my faithful readers?