AbominableSnowdude

"Drip, drip, drop Little April shower Beating a tune As you fall all around" "Do you know how they tortured Loki, in the days before Ragnarok? The Gods chained him to a rock and hung a snake above him, to constantly drip acid into his face."  A light laugh, he considered their current position, a smile curled his lips. "The acid on the snake's fangs was the most potent in the known universe, and, after every five hundred drops; a hole would have been burned right through Loki's skull. This punishment lasted all the way 'til the end of the world. It's a shame you aren't as immortal as him, neh?"    A muffled cry,

A melancholy smile lit his face, gentle and slow, he approached the body of a long dead rose. A white lily slipped from careless fingers, as it hit the ground the petals exploded into a shower of raindrops. "Do you believe? In the hymns your mother used to sing?"  A gentle laugh. A warm breeze passed through the room, lifting his hair slightly revealing a tortured grace with quiet life filling cerulean pools. A cold hand reached out, unheeded, unloved. A blood red queen followed as he turned away, watching with imperial superstition as he crawled along a blade. He knew where he was needed, where the world wished him. A place of darkness, bath