"And when the sun falls and twilight pulls its cloak over the sky, night never truly descends," he murmured, in a soft, piercing tone. "For a quiet light remains in the west, touching the edge of the silver water. Sometimes, if you stand alone and listen, you can hear the sea birds sing your name, feel the surf call on the wind, and it is all you can do to keep from making sail and meeting that light where it stands." He paused, his gaze flickered, and his brow tightened, just minutely.
"But then a lamp will come to life in a chamber above you," he whispered. "The scent of roasting meat and stewing lintel will reach your breath, and the strum of a lute will touch your ears. Then, someone will call your name, call you inside, to the light and the warmth." His words quieted so they almost could not hear him. "And you will forget the shine on the water, and remember the people you love—and that you are home."
For a long moment, everyone went silent. Then, Jane sucked in a deep breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. Her heart fluttered, and she couldn't pull her eyes away from him.
Fallen Star by Alydia Rackham
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7035974/1/Fallen-Star
The only reason I ship LokiXJane.
Honestly guys, read this, over 100,000 words and just beautifully written and expressed. Read. This. FF.
