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An Untitled PieceIf its so simpleAn Untitled Piece by Karizuki
then why is it so hard,
and if it's so simple
then why is it so important?
I've spent my life believing
that there was something wrong with me,
in the way I act, and in the way I look.
Finding flaws in everything I do.
But never again
will I trade originality for normality,
because what is normal really?
Is it simply the things you expect,
or is it a concept of right and wrong
that lies on the line between sanity and insanity.
Perhaps it only exists in our minds,
in a battle between what is right and what is righteous.
Can we coexist so simply,
or is it just a fantasy.
So enlightened as we seem,
are we really so opaque.
It's hard sometimes, to pretend,
that I'm not broken,
that I'm okay,
but for now I manage.
A Blue Evening (V-day one shot)Out of all of Odin's children you were the only one that could travel between the nine realms without the use of the bitfrost. Of all the places you could go you preferred Jotenheim. Not that you didn't like Asgard of course, just that it was a bit too chaotic sometimes.A Blue Evening (V-day one shot) by Karizuki
You were sitting on an icy ridge, tears frozen to your cheeks when you felt the cold hand wrap over your shoulder. Unsheathing your knife you spin to face your attacker. "Prince Loki?" You're relieved to find that it is only the Prince.
"Sheath your weapon, good (god title)." You nod apologetically, sliding the knife into your waist band.
"What brings you here Prince? Should not you be at your brother's wedding?" Thor, the soon-to-be King was wedding Lady Sif.
"Should not you be at your future king's wedding?" He grins softly. touché . "Have you been weeping (god title)?" He grimaces, taking your cheek in one hand and brushing away the frozen tear with his thumb.
"It is nothing Prince. Come, sha