Your feet sting from the residue of bindies and the heat of the concrete stairs. You sweep the path as quietly as possible, hoping to avoid the attention of the Alsation next door.
After all these years, I still miss her.
Lust turned to confusion, then terror, as loud tremors announced the first impact.
He did not wish for more time, though the opportunity to cause more mayhem would be welcome.
Heimdall watched, eyes hard, as Loki lay, wounded and broken, on the frozen ground.