(Source: beneathpyramids)

I am the Lady Sif. Born a Goddess and forged a warrior. I have been baptized in the tears of of my enemies, and their children’s children fear my name. I am rock and wheat and molten lava and when I at last have my vengeance, blackest bile will rain like blood from the sky.

All that’s good in me, all you call “weakness” — the compassion, the caring, everything decent. I learned from her.

- When we first met… I was lost.
- And now?
- Now? I may never return to my home… but at least I am lost no longer.