Void
"You need to move on, Sigyn." Idunn says to the younger girl softly before sitting down beside her on the cold, icy apex of one of Svartálfaheimr's tallest stone mountains.
"I cannot, sister Iðunn." Sigyn looks up and into Idunn's eyes which are the same color as her own, the same color as their mother's. "I have saved Loki and would do it again as many times as the Norns allow."
"So why do you still come here? Does this not mean you regret your decision to sacrifice yourself for an ǫ́ss prince?" Idunn asks her, eyebrows raised.
"No, I am saddened that I may never again see my loved ones in the flesh, but I can never begin to regret a thing I have done that has brought me to this point." Sigyn smiles sadly as the cold, harsh wind blows snow and ice into her face. Her tough Dvergr skin protects her from the blast and she loves the eternity of blizzards and storms that rage over the surface of her native Realm. "I have never been one to regret my deeds, even the ones most believe to be mistakes on my part."
"No," Idunn mutters reluctantly, "You have not."
Sigyn and Idunn sit together in silence momentarily before the older of the two stands and brushes the snow from her Vanir styled skirts. Idunn has always been more of her mother's daughter and has all but renounced her Dvergr relations. She has taken the titles of 'Lady' and 'Goddess', terms of which are entirely foreign to Sigyn who is much more comfortable dashing about in a loincloth and chest bindings to keeps her small breasts from swinging or causing her any discomfort as she works in her father Ivaldi's mines.
Still, through their differences it is clear that the two are sisters of the same parentage. They both boast the same white-gold hair and cerulean eyes as the rest of those descended from the Royal-Race of Vanaheimr, these being much different from the black locks and dark orbs of the non-ruling Vanir. They too have the same strange, pallid skin that stretches, almost translucently, over their bones. It calls in hints of gray and looks quite similar to a very toned-down version of the Dverger's. It is also not surprising that, though they are a blue tone, Sigyn has inherited the steely nature of the eyes of the Dwarven race of workers from the mines of Svartálfaheimr. This is where the differences in the sisters' appearances truly begin. Where Idunn is tall like the Æsir and Vanir, Sigyn is short and frail in appearance, her only true curvature, of which she boasts little to none, is seen in her hard muscles that line her body. She is not even as tall as her father, though he is, arguably, the tallest of the Dverger.
Despite these differences, the sisters are still known to each other and have not become silent in either's lives. Though, since Sigyn has been stolen away by Loki to live in secret with him in Asgard, their relationship has suffered. This is the reason why Sigyn has chosen to dream of Idunn as she passes slowly or quickly or not at all, through the Void.
The first thing she noticed was the silence, but such things like silence and loneliness are easily combated with sleep and dreaming. It is not so uncomfortable to be there if she at least has something to occupy her time before she dies or otherwise, whatever happens first.
This brings Sigyn much comfort in her voyage deeper into the Void and the Realms beyond.
Loki is certain that this is must be his punishment for not dying in that icy temple as a baby. The Norns' plans have been altered so they have made his life as difficult and as heartbreaking as possible. First, they begin with giving Loki everything he has ever longed for, notoriety, love, respect; and then they finally take all that away and return it to his former brother's domain. It kills him that this is his fault. It is his recklessness that has taken Sigyn. He curses himself. He curses the Norns. He curses Odin, Thor, Sif, and Heimdall. He curses Laufey. He curses that silly little mortal love of his brother's. Jane, wasn't it? He curses the Nine. And then, just for good measure, he ends with cursing himself once more.
The silence of the Void is deafening and all Loki wants is to find his dear Sigyn, whether she be living or whether she be dead.