[Legends indeed. It was amusing at the least, the ramblings or primitive mortal minds when they saught to explain the universe around them. He'd laughed at many of them and scowled when he fell from Trickster to villian in their fiction... And then he'd done it on his own.
And now he was here, stalking through the brush like a ghost, his weakened powers making him a shadow rather than simply an unseen presence. God he may as well be, but here he had no desire to risk attack from the shambling undead.
Looking away from the path ahead he found a sight he prayed he would not see, but hoped for none the less. Thor. Thor looking as wretched as he felt and closed up to the world.
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And now he was here, stalking through the brush like a ghost, his weakened powers making him a shadow rather than simply an unseen presence. God he may as well be, but here he had no desire to risk attack from the shambling undead.
Looking away from the path ahead he found a sight he prayed he would not see, but hoped for none the less. Thor. Thor looking as wretched as he felt and closed up to the world.
Loki fell still and watched.]