The cold killed her. The very thing she embraced openly and loved more than Icarus loved the sun. For the ice never forgave, and she adored that about the harsh season. It showed no mercy if you could not endure it, it would kill you and never spare your life a second thought. Wintertide was bitter and biting you could befriend it, but it would certainly not befriend you.
"Winter gave its blessing to no one."
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THE LIAR'S WHORE//Loki
FanfictionTHE LIAR'S WHORE ❝follow the path of sorrow and deceit. do not stray from that trail, lest you be lost in the havoc and madness that you and your brethren have created. It is kill or be killed. do not trust your companions, do not trust your brother...
