Loki {Part Three}

As his teeth sunk deeper into my flesh and his counterpart proceeded to release me from my skin, I saw her eyes shine golden as the sun. Her hair as wild as its rays. Her movement as swift as the evening winds that passed through our lands every day.

It was she, Loki, the ancestral spirit protector.

Very few had seen her, and even fewer had been in her presence. Loki, some would say, was a myth, while the older children believed it was a meager scare tactic used by the elders but not me.

I believed in her because I saw her once when I went to fetch water. I saw her once reflected behind me from the water which we drink and I knew from that day that she was more than a simple old wives tale.

She leapt and pounced on the Hyenas that threatened to devour me and my family to nothing.

She ripped them apart and her paws dug into their backs and as she finished off the last one I realized that Loki was I.

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