Elora sat on the edge of the Bifrost, legs dangling into the void, as Heimdall stood guard over the emptiness.
"So earth is lost to us?" Thor called to them as he approached.
Earth and all the rest. Elora thought to herself as she pulled the shawl she'd been wearing non-stop since waking Odin, despite it not doing much to help the bone deep cold she couldn't shake.
"No," Heimdall spoke. "There is always hope."
"Can you see her?"
Heimdall laughed. "Yes, prince. She is fine."
Thor nodded before moving to the edge and sitting down next to Elora. "Anything yet?"
Elora shook her head and looked down at her hands. "No, and there won't be."
"You don't know that."
"I do." Elora cut him off. "To wake Odin before he was ready I had to send the seed of my healing into him for it to work. It will not return."
It was quiet for a moment before Thor asked, "So what will you do now?"
"I don't know."
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A Gods Favor
FanfictionElora fell in love with the little boy who was kind to her at the worst time of her life. A thousand years later and she still feels the same even though that kind boy has been buried deep inside Loki.
