Who: Loki and Open Where: Asgard - Hill overlooking Asgard What: A moment of quiet When: Evening Rating: Middle Status: Finished
He had missed the smell of the air. The smells of the forest stood in contrast to the sounds of the city. He could hear music and shouting coming from the city which was headed towards a warm summer night. For most, work was over and Asgard was preparing for an evening of drinks and gatherings. He did not mingle but he watched like he had done so many nights during his childhood. He was shrouded in solitude. It gave him cover and protection. It was a moment where he could let go of any illusions and pretence.
While he watched, he could feel his heart beating in his chest and for a moment he felt truly alive. Asgard was his home. It would always be his home. He had missed it.