The Ones Left Behind May 18, 2016 9:48:37 GMT
Post by Deleted on May 18, 2016 9:48:37 GMT
After all the battles, after all the destruction and loss of life, and the ‘defeat’ of Thanos, a semblance of tranquillity had returned to the small patch of nature the Midgardians had called ‘Central Park’. Yet despite having won the day, Thor did not feel like a victor, he did not feel tranquil either, he simply felt an empty hole inside his chest where his heart used to be. The mad titan had managed to rip it out, alongside ripping away the lives of his brothers and father, with him being unable to do anything to prevent it from happening. It was Baldr had simply called fate.
Looking around the park, he saw the other Asgardians, and a few non-Asgardians that had come to thank and support them for their sacrifices against Thanos. But none of them looked or acted like winners, like they had just save Midgard and all the other realms, they all seemed burdened by all the loss that had occurred around them, friends, family, and innocent lives all the same.
Turning to face Sigyn, he finally spoke, although his voice had lost the confidence and luster it had always born, even in the darkest times. ’I think we are prepared to return.’ he told with a tone of melancholy on his voice.
He had returned to Asgard after the battle, although it had only been to deliver Baldr’d so that they could prepare his body for what lay ahead. He had not met with his mother, but he was certain that she had felt every loss worse than he had felt them.
’We shouldn’t leave the others waiting.’ he told the mother of Loki’s children, giving her time to make her final arrangements before the short trip back to their homeland.
TAG: All Asgardians | Words: 300 | Notes: A small starter, but it does the trick