cool idea!

Ohhh sad. Well done!

Oh no. Oh noooooo. Ohhh noooooooo. The middle scene. I'm dead. Lay me gently in the cold dark earth.

Magnificent! ...isn't a strong enough word to describe this. This is truly, truly a beautiful work of art. A tip of the hat would be insufficient to show my appreciation of this wonderful poetry in prose. Brava.

Wow. Just wow. This is so ricly described and vivid, it's like I'm at the scene itself.

Awwwwwww Loki. Dx

Oh, this is simply amazing. You are such a brilliant, fantastic writer, and I was so happy to see another Loki-centric story from you. Your ability to convey emotions is just superb.

And what an incredible concept too, and the way you utilize it to capture Loki's inner turmoil and pain is just breathtaking. That he loses control after centuries of never slipping up, of having trained himself to be so in control of his power that his dreams never bleed out into the real world, and when he does lose that control, it isn't really a nightmare at all, but a dream of something good and sweet and innocent. And yet to Loki as he is, imprisoned and forgotten and alone, it's the most horrible thing he can probably imagine, for how it reminds him of everything he's lost. It's so heartbreaking, and you convey Loki's emotions here so brilliantly. His fury, and how obviously it's derived from pain. How he wants to destroy and tear apart because its so intense, because it probably hurts him so much. It's absolutely heartbreaking and tragic. Juxtaposed too with his memory of when he first started projecting his dreams into reality, and how upset it used to make him because he was frightening Thor, it's just so sad man. To contrast that with how alone he is now.

Just amazingly done, and I hope you continue to write more in this fandom. It's a true gift to get work from you here. Thank you so much for sharing!