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Divided Chapter 32Tony stared into the depths of his half empty chalice, glanced up again a few chairs to his right where Loki sat, arms folded as a member of the High Court, seated beside him, bent his ear. Tony had taken particular note of the fact that aside from the ritual toast in honor of Odin, Loki had nursed a couple chalices of hard cider, abstaining from anything stronger. He, however, had no such prejudices, draining his chalice, holding it up to be refilled as he sat forward.
The irony of what he was going to do was not lost on him as he stood up. If he could have traveled back to the attack on New York and told himself in the future the same god he was now fighting against he was going to be cozying up to for a serious chat, he would have had himself committed, yet there it was.
Tony looked down into his chalice again, took another mouthful of wine, squared his shoulders and headed down the table.
Loki caught the movement from the corner of his eye, saw Coran look past him, his words falter
Divided Chapter 31Colin hefted Cait higher on his back, “Sweetheart, you've got to loosen yer grip on me neck a bit.”
“Sorry,” came her reply in his ear.
The walk from the city to the shore of the Western sea was much too far for the children to manage. Brenna had Astrid on her hip, Eidra carried a sleeping Brynn on her shoulder, trading on and off with Ingrid. A horse had been provided for Helgi who would also have been left behind. Edie rode with her.
Low clouds obscured the sun, threatening rain, darkening the skies early. The torches in the procession ahead had already been lit. The bier rose above the heads of the people surrounding it, bearing it up. The Allfather had been placed upon a bed of barley in his battle armor, his red cloak wrapped around him, his sword in his hands. Ahead of the bier walked the gooar, carrying a small brazier which contained the fire to light the funeral pyre. It was hung on poles, suspended by long iron chains.
There hung about the whole line a
Divided Chapter 30 Assignment: 64379-01
Agent: Colin M. Denehy
Upon my return to Asgard yesterday to a virtually empty house save for Hal and Vesta, I decided to ride for the palace. Hal said the family en masse had set out for the palace shortly after I'd headed for the longhouses. There is much to do to prepare for the funeral rites so I was told and I wished to see, however irreverent it might seem, the rituals being performed in person. At the very least it would distract me from the mass of confusion that was my brain at the moment.
Along the shores of the great western ocean at the farthest edge of the city proper lies a half circle of six stone ships facing out across the water. At their tips lie another stone ship which dwarfs the other six in sheer size. Probably three of the smaller ships could fit inside the larger one. If you need a reference to what I'm seeing, picture a miniature Stonehenge like structure, about waist high,
The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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