I was sad when I learned Loki had died, like a weight had been put on my shoulders. But I applaud you for delivering a marvelous story with a puzzle set by non other than the God of Trickery.

Awesomeness :) I like it. Word games and prisoner!Loki. Thanks for the story!

Awwwwwwww! Poor Loki! But still possibly the best fic ive evr read, and the part Loki said was beautiful... _ ...wow.

"None of the unnatural powers, and yet he causes nearly every visitor to weep in fear, or run out screaming." There were rumours, too. Impossible ones, they were, seeing as The Prisoner was completely incapacitated and incapable of the feats they spoke of.
It's Loki. He is never completely incapacitated.
The arms were thin – too thin – and as was the face.
Don't they feed him?
The Prisoner had the gall to laugh. "Right, well. I do not believe I will be spending much longer here, anyhow."
Death? Or Thanos?
What does 'N' mean?
There hadn't been anything to kill him. He had simply died, like it was 'his time'.
Please, no. I know it is what Loki wished, but still, I do not wish for him to give up.
"The letters. Right?"
Interesting.
Thor stared at the letters, then his teammates – friends. "It means two things: One, we will need reinforcements, and two..." Thor needn't continued, for Tony finished his sentence. "Loki has earned redemption."
But who can give redemption to Loki? Hela?
Good day, good night, and good luck, Loki.

merci mon ami for the bon story