"Did we succeed?" That was the next question. If their lives had been in vain. If they had managed to save Midgard, Asgard, and all the nine realms. If the blood spilled and the lives lost had been worth something. He knew not how this all came to pass, merely that it did. Perhaps it was the not knowing that stung him so. Perhaps it was the chance he could change nothing.
Tis a bitter pill to swallow, made somewhat sweeter by Jane's gentle hand upon his cheek. He curls his fingers around her hand and brushes his lips against her fingertips- something his father had done to his mother for ages. "Perhaps I may yet change it. Perhaps not."
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Date: 2014-04-19 05:57 am (UTC)Tis a bitter pill to swallow, made somewhat sweeter by Jane's gentle hand upon his cheek. He curls his fingers around her hand and brushes his lips against her fingertips- something his father had done to his mother for ages. "Perhaps I may yet change it. Perhaps not."