( @oncedeadliesmith continued from here )
[ ϟ ]—– Thunderer's fingers curled faintly, as though attempting to hold on to something that was already half a memory.
A moment longer.
Such a small mercy, such a meagre thing, yet there was a flare of gratitude for it still, something warm arising in his chest and then blooming a fraction brighter.
Request had been a plea, the god was aware of it, for a holding of a thread between them, for postponing of the seemingly inevitable. And response had been far from what foolish ration and even more foolish heart had hoped for.
' I will hold to this moment then, until the end of all things,' and it is softly spoken yet steady admittance, heavy with the ache that was so thoroughly felt.
Gaze searched for something in Loki's face, some hidden clause or some unsated willingness to stay, yet brother's eyes hold something guarded, as always, the distance between expanding further and beyond the physical.
Inhaling of breath comes with broad shoulders bowing in a way only his sibling would ever note.
' I simply need you to know, that once we part ways, the space will fill with a silence once more, the sort I never wanted to experience again... I have had my fill of that kind of peace...'
