loki. (misrule) wrote in thedoorway, @ 2013-03-29 16:50:00 |
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I have had sufficient time to think since being brought here. On my crimes, my sins. On the answers I owe to my equals, my superiors, and those beneath me. The apologies.
I have had time to think about the Allfather's lesson to my brother Thor, he who was not deemed ready for the throne and thus cast out until such a time that he would be worthy of the crown of Asgard. Perhaps I too ought to have been cast out with him, for our lessons were always shared, our hardships always borne by the pair of us. Instead, when Odin faltered, there I was, exposed to my great shame as a Jotun castoff. In my anger, I used my power as sovereign to move against Jotunheim's existence, just as my brother had before me.
I have had time to think about how I was then stopped and cast out by the Allfather. Exile -- a punishment similar to my brother's. I fell. And I continued to fall. I fell and fell. And when I thought I could not possibly fall anymore, I dropped into a corner of the universe unknown to me. I was subjugated and shown unspeakable things. Like how to and why .
Perhaps they were too impatient with me. Perhaps I was too impatient myself, too eager to get away from them. I should have done better by Midgard. Even inferior realms deserve the courtesy of a swift and glorious war, not the too brief melee of a dethroned king with a host of unskilled dogs behind him.
I have been told, by my brother, by the Allfather, by the ladies Frigga and Sif, that I ought to apologise for my crimes, my sins. That I ought to learn the lesson.
I have learned. As for offering apologies? Sorry that I cannot.