Come ON- that just sounds like you've given up. If fate can't be altered, then Chantes would have its subjective "happy ending" without us. Well, according to you, anyway.
Don't you think it's a little funny? ALASTAIR. Timelines. FATE. The whole you being here and all. Right in the middle of it.
[ there was something horrible that she was waiting to become back home, and in all of her defiance, she had refused. it would be better for Asgard if she accepted that fate, allowed her mother to box her, become that evil, wicked King Loki who did nothing but sow his personal brand of selfish destruction to revel in the smug satisfaction of the ruin he reaped.
they had been caught before but what would be called fate; the gods circling through an endless cycle of life just to die, becoming fodder for those who pulled their strings. once they broke those strings?
the Asgardians denied their free future, all they wanted was the comfort of an end—not even a happy one. it was sickening to watch them all wander purposelessly, untied and broken.
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Come ON- that just sounds like you've given up.
If fate can't be altered, then Chantes would have its subjective "happy ending" without us. Well, according to you, anyway.
Don't you think it's a little funny?
ALASTAIR. Timelines. FATE.
The whole you being here and all.
Right in the middle of it.
[ there was something horrible that she was waiting to become back home, and in all of her defiance, she had refused. it would be better for Asgard if she accepted that fate, allowed her mother to box her, become that evil, wicked King Loki who did nothing but sow his personal brand of selfish destruction to revel in the smug satisfaction of the ruin he reaped.
they had been caught before but what would be called fate; the gods circling through an endless cycle of life just to die, becoming fodder for those who pulled their strings. once they broke those strings?
the Asgardians denied their free future, all they wanted was the comfort of an end—not even a happy one. it was sickening to watch them all wander purposelessly, untied and broken.
what ever happened to making your own future? ]
And that wasn't really an answer.