The hopefulness bubbling up in Sif was promptly brought down by the woman's description of where she had been. Asgard could not be described as 'not very nice' whichever way you looked at it. Even if the door opened into the prison. It was still a marvellous sort of view, surely. It couldn't have been Asgard.
"I am looking for the realm of Asgard, where I am from. It is large and wide with mountains afar, water flowing all through it, tall buildings decorated with intricate designs in their columns." Sif's eyes were wide, shining with the recollection of the land she so loved. "It is a wonderful place; golden when the sun is down, its light hitting the metal buildings and reflecting it everywhere. It is a sight." Sif stopped herself upon realizing how long she had been talking. The shield-maiden chuckled. "Forgive me, I got carried away."
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Date: 2014-04-13 06:06 pm (UTC)"I am looking for the realm of Asgard, where I am from. It is large and wide with mountains afar, water flowing all through it, tall buildings decorated with intricate designs in their columns." Sif's eyes were wide, shining with the recollection of the land she so loved. "It is a wonderful place; golden when the sun is down, its light hitting the metal buildings and reflecting it everywhere. It is a sight." Sif stopped herself upon realizing how long she had been talking. The shield-maiden chuckled. "Forgive me, I got carried away."