victorious_girl (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} victorious_girl) wrote,@ 2010-11-12 23:09:00 |
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| Entry tags: | loki, sif |
Sigyn finds a few more notes. Some, she leaves where they are found - others find their way to where she lives. Never for long, though - Sigyn does not want any trace of Sif in her apartment, and in fact, even her own touch is missing…..nothing like the home she used to keep. No mementos, no pictures, no favourite colours or flowers. The only presence she lets linger is Loki’s, and very deliberately in a shirt she keeps to wrap herself in when she is cold. She had washed that shirt while he was gone, and as soon as he wore it and then left it, she claimed it.
His shirt tucked under one of her blankets is more than she leaves behind when she sees to his place - when he is gone, there is no more sign that she’s been there than the way she puts things to order on his counters and in his drawers. When he’s there, it’s a different story - she wraps herself in his blanket to make breakfast, to open the window……to do anything that requires her to leave his warmth. The scent and stray strands of hair she leaves behind are inevitable and, in any case, very small things.
Small things like the notes she stares at, the little snatches of life she tries not to remember and the goddess she doesn’t want to talk about. She doesn’t know why Sif does it - doesn’t know if she wants answers, or even for Sigyn to really find them at all - but why doesn’t matter. What matters is that they don’t get to her, don’t make her start thinking about who she was. That they don’t have her missing the way they were.
It’s enough that she’s begun to keep watch for them.
The last line in the last performance was your best yet. There was something to it that wasn't there before. You should have heard the story I heard at intermission - I don't know if it will be the same when I re-tell it.