Thor Odinson, God of Thunder, King of Asgard (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
pirateangelbaby) wrote2019-11-24 10:02 am
pirateangelbaby) wrote2019-11-24 10:02 am
Adventures in Alfheim [for lokilowkey]
North of the Arctic Circle, the days have been getting shorter and shorter, lending only previous few hours of daylight to the Asgardians now living in Norway. For some, the encroaching darkness is subtly draining, leeching energy and light from the people as much as the sky.
On recommendation from the humans in the village, most of those affected have obtained light therapy boxes to combat the downswing, and already it seems to be making a difference. Today, Thor has a new option available to him, and though he often finds himself reluctant to make himself go out and about, it really does seem to help when he makes himself do it.
So the chilly dawn at ten in the morning sees him in his kitchen, packing a lunch for two into a shoulder bag, dressed in layers in preparation of shedding the warm winter clothing once they reach their destination. His hair is pulled back into a simple ponytail, saving his energy for the day ahead rather than fussing over his appearance. He's not just doing this for himself, after all, and he wants his smallest brother to have a fun outing today.
Speaking of, he greets the littlest Loki at the door with a hug that picks him up off his feet entirely, an easy smile coming to his lips. "You're right on time."
On recommendation from the humans in the village, most of those affected have obtained light therapy boxes to combat the downswing, and already it seems to be making a difference. Today, Thor has a new option available to him, and though he often finds himself reluctant to make himself go out and about, it really does seem to help when he makes himself do it.
So the chilly dawn at ten in the morning sees him in his kitchen, packing a lunch for two into a shoulder bag, dressed in layers in preparation of shedding the warm winter clothing once they reach their destination. His hair is pulled back into a simple ponytail, saving his energy for the day ahead rather than fussing over his appearance. He's not just doing this for himself, after all, and he wants his smallest brother to have a fun outing today.
Speaking of, he greets the littlest Loki at the door with a hug that picks him up off his feet entirely, an easy smile coming to his lips. "You're right on time."