Loki_Six

"Cursed be the ground for our sake. Both thorns and thistles it shall bring forth for us. For out of the ground we were taken, for the dust we are... and to the dust we shall return."

"Once again, Ragnar. I know, never as king. Never as King Ragnar. What does a king require from a simple seer? Paris. Yes. I have seen its gates. And I see that its gates are already here, to my eyes. It means exactly as I have said. I do not lie about what I see, King Ragnar, only sometimes I withhold things, for human beings cannot bear too much reality. I can see that not the living, but the dead, will conquer Paris. And I also see that the bear will be crowned by a princess. Which does not bode too well for you, King Ragnar."

"All men are ambitious."

"I want to tell you of the time that I went to Utgard. I traveled east until I came to that band of water that divides the world of men from Jotunheim. I walked for many miles without seeing a soul. But then, finally I reached a huge hall. Large amounts of giants, they were all lounging on benches. One giant, who I took to be the king, he asked me if I had any skill. I told him that I could drink and that I doubted whether anyone in that hall could drink as much as me. He asked his cup bearer to bring his sconce-horn. He said some men there took two draughts to empty it, but nobody was so feeble that they couldn't drain it in three. I took enormous gulps, until I was breathless. But when I finished, I saw that the level of the drink was just a little bit lower than when I started. So the king, he asked me if I wanted to try my hand at some other type of contest. I demanded that he let me wrestle with someone. She was called Elli. She was his old foster-mother. She was a horrible old crone, who came in hobbling with a stick. I hurled myself upon her! But the moment that I laid hands on her, I realized she was strong. And she caught me in a lock and threw me off balance. I clung to her desperately, but after a struggle, I was forced to one knee and so I lost. I told the King that he had put me to shame. He confessed to using spells to trick me. He said he could scarcely believe his eyes when I drank from the horn because the other end was in the sea. He said that when I got back to the ocean, that I would see how much it had ebbed with my efforts. He said it was a marvel that I had withstood her for so long, because Elli is old age. No one can withstand old age in the end. You're right. I was Thor. The thunder god! But even so, I was still there. And I saw it all with my own eyes."

I dreamed of a stranger, who was a man, but he had no face. Or none that I could well see. There was snow on the ground and he was walking towards me through the snow, so his footsteps made no sound. His arms were outstretched, and in one hand, he carried a ball of flaming snow. His other hand was covered in bright blood. And the blood left a trail in the snow behind him. And the drops were smoking in the frozen ground. ...We have all dreamed the same dream.

"Okay, so let's say this bag of potato chips is Krakozhia and this apple is the Liberty Rebels. Okay? [smashes the bag with the apple spraying chips all over Viktor] No more Krakozhia!"

"I cannot see another child, no matter how far I look. I see a harvest celebrated in blood. I see a trickster whose weapon cleaves you. I see a city made of marble. And a burning broiling ocean. ...It is the way of the prophecy. Only to be understood when it has happened and it is too late to change it. "

"Power is always dangerous. It attracts the worst. And corrupts the best. I never asked for power. Power is only given to those who are prepared to lower themselves to pick it up."

"When the God Loki had done something terribly bad, the other gods took him to a nasty dark cave. And there they chained him on three sharp rocks, and above him they fastened a vile snake so that its poison would drip, drip, drip forever on Loki's face. Now, you wouldn't want that to happen to you, would you?"

"It's nothing personal. Although, I don't like you as a person."