The rules:

1. Go to page 77 (or 7th) of your current ms
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines – sentences or paragraphs – and post them as they’re written. No cheating.

Hmm, I was gonna do this for Hallowed then realised it either pasted stuff people had already read, or blew open the end of the next part and a major plot point so….

HERE. HAVE CLARICE AND I TORTURING EACH OTHER FROM FANMAIL

And Thor swallows hard, feeling a fool as as he stands at his brother’s side. “I…to my eye, every piece is here, brother.”

“No.” Loki shakes his head, slow and wondering, chin uneasy upon upraised knees. “There is something missing.”

But it is not the broken mirror he stares at now. Instead, it is his own shaking hands. And Thor does not understand, he fears he will never understand, but on his knees at his brother’s side he takes his fingers, winds them through his own, and holds them tight.

“There is nothing missing, brother.”

And when Loki watches him, though he says nothing, something in those eyes cries out that not only does he want to believe, but that this time he might be remembering how to try.  It is there for only the fleetest of moments, and then it is gone again, shadowed by something, something hidden and monstrous behind the haunted soul within.

Loki’s hands pull free from his with unquiet ease, only to flex and crook over the shards at his feet in endless cycles, nails scraping softly over the smooth surface with a cantered surrusation.

“Wrong,” he whispers at last. “Wrong. Something is //wrong//” and then his fingers curl suddenly with vicious motion around a daggered shard.

(Source: claricechiarasorcha)