[ he thinks of asgard. he thinks of his family, his parents. a long lost murderous sister, a fraught but loving relationship with a brother. all of these bonds have been cut long ago. loki folds his arms around himself, hunching his shoulders as if he wants to crumple himself up like paper.
finally he shakes his head. ]
I'm not trapped. I'm finally free.
[ perhaps it's better if sephiroth doesn't love him. what good is love? what good is loki's love? he was being childish all along. and love is for children. ]
no subject
finally he shakes his head. ]
I'm not trapped. I'm finally free.
[ perhaps it's better if sephiroth doesn't love him. what good is love? what good is loki's love? he was being childish all along. and love is for children. ]