I dreamt I was in a big hall, in a hotel, at a fantasy/horror/science fiction convention.
Then the hall is crashed by half a dozen of the characters from Supernatural.
Fangirls and fanboys immediately flock around Dean and Sam Winchester.
I manage to sneak close to Sam, and I slip an arm around his waist and a hand underneath his sweater. He just grins hugely at me, obviously liking me fondling his chest. I think to myself: “This is very out of character for Sam!” He puts an arm around my shoulders and holds me close. I think that he seems awfully familiar, especially that grin. He looks at me like I’m the only one there, for him.
Then I wake up and realise that “Sam” was Loki. I recognised the grin.
He sure like to masquerade as other people or as fictional characters. It’s like He’s playing a game of “spot Loki”.
Old Norse Faith (Forn Sidr) Pagan.
Lokean godspouse, mystic, and nun.
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