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That was the thing about Loki. You resented him even when you were at your most grateful, and you were grateful to him even when you hated him the most.
He had done as his dreams had told him, but dreams know more than they reveal, even to the wisest of the gods.
so thin he might not have been there,
Thialfi ran as no man alive had ever run. He ran as a peregrine falcon dives, he ran as a storm wind blows, he ran like Thialfi, and nobody has ever run like Thialfi, not before and not since.
The world moved beneath him. The wind blew about him. He went even faster, so fast that the air itself boomed with the sound of his passing.
It seated more people than the mind could hold.
