#motherofmidgard

[romulus-quirinus]

Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.

Oscar Wilde

[magni-thorson]

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She wasn’t.. she couldn’t be. Not his Amma, not his best friend.. his playfellow since he first came to Asgard.. his first friend.

If she were truly dead.. then how could the world outside continue to look so peaceful? How could the birds still sing, how could the Earth still turn, when she no longer was here to watch over them? That small, quiet moment of disbelief felt like a million years. 

"No." Came Magni’s choked voice. Destined to outlive all, but not this soon! Not his Amma! The letter, he read over and over again. He quickly wiped away at the few tears that fell on the page. Who would take care of them now? The forest spirits, the trees, the oceans, the animals.. who would take care of them, love them, if not his Amma? 

The realization that he’d not even gotten a chance to say goodbye.. that he didn’t know how it had happen, if she’d gone peacefully.. if he could have saved her.. it crushed Magni.

Heavy sobs shook the warrior’s shoulders, the letter crumpled in his hands.