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“I am Loki. Loki of the Aesir. Loki of the Jotun. The god of mischief. The god of lies. The trickster. The evil-doer. The sly one. I am chaos.”
Yes king
I couldn’t help but admire my female form thrusting and parrying, a dagger clutched firm in its slender hands. Damn, I looked good.
This hurt my feelings, which I hated. It made me admit I had feelings in the first place.
Knowledge is to be shared, not locked away and dictated by men with white hair.”
“Love makes us fools and monsters.”
“Love is a funny thing,” she said. “It can harm, but it can heal. Give us pain, and give us joy. But what I’ve discovered is that no matter what, when love does make us fools, it also makes us better.”
My eyes stung as her whispers swelled in the silence as she prayed to one God for another. For the god of lies. The evil-doer. The trickster. I knew then my heart was lost to her.
“Everyone cares. We tell ourselves we can be strong, that words are just words, but every hurtful utterance cuts us, every snide remark brands our flesh. We drown in the criticism of others, all the while pretending we can swim."
“You insolent human!” Frigg snapped. “Do you realize who you address?” “Of course,” she replied. “A bitch.” I loved this woman.
