Loki'd

Chapter 4

Hiya!

Horses here,

I was going to remove this story but I decided to continue after a very busy year.

So... yeah

I DO NOT OWNANY OF MARVELS CHARACTERS

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***Aurora's POV

I am covered in a blanket of sweat, my sides heaving with the effort. Running in mist of pain, my shoulder threatening to collapse with each stride.

I won't be able to run forever, they will find me. I have tried so hard to escape their grasp and hide, it's not working.

I look up and survey my surroundings, almost there...

I start charging towards the tree. My passenger, understanding my intentions begins desperately trying to alter my path.

But no pulling at my mane or steaming or kicking could stop me.

Then about a meter before the tree my left shoulder collapses sending me sprawling into the dust, dirt clumps fly up and sting my eyes and fill my wounds with dirt.

I throw my rider in to the small opening through the knotted roots, I know it's not the most gentle dismount but I need to make sure that there are no distinct tracks leading to the hideout.

I come to an abrupt halt by thudding into the tree, sending a shower of dead leaves cascading down, covering our tracks in a layer of forage.

So there I lay covered in a mount of decaying leaves motionless listening for any signs of life, but no sound dared to penetrate the eerie silence.

Sides heaving I try to turn my head to get a better view of the severity of my wounds but soon I collapse, paralysed by pain

Panting and heart beating from exertion i looked down my long nose to be greeted by the sight of bloody foam dripping from my nostrils and mouth. As the crimson liquid seeped into the cooling ground I became aware of the erratic beating of my heart , with each pulse i could feel my lifeblood coursing through my veins and then leaving my body through my wounds.

Suddenly feeling extremely weak and dizzy I divert my attention to the setting sun which begins creating strange shadows around me, or perhaps I'm just hallucinating, I think, planning to fix up my wounds in the morning.

"If I don't die before then" the thought pinballs around my mind bring with it feelings of fear, regret, sadness and surprisingly relief.

In that moment I decided that this would be the last time I view this world, that I would not wake up again. Expecting to find comfort in this revolution I was overcome with waves of grief, at the truth that I wAs giving up.

Only then did the darkness claim me.

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So that's it then,

I recon that I'll just do Arouras POV because I don't really know if I can convey Loki effectively enough.

Look I don't even know anymore....

Comment your thoughts if you actually care.

Horses