…and if anyone is somehow curious why this series meant a lot to me? Why I still kept watching despite my frustrations? Why did I become so stupidly passionate about a series that started so wonderfully and ended so poorly?
…Pomni.
I never expressed how much she means to me as a person. I love Ragatha, and I love Gangle, Zooble, Kinger, Jax, Bubble, and I heavily adore Caine when I could.
But my adoration and love for Pomni just…felt…different. I love a ton of fictional characters but she just struck me as someone who…I honestly felt like I connected with.
From Pilot to four and…even sometimes during eight, I must painfully admit she put me in awe as a person as genuinely interesting as she is.
Her empathy is absolutely wonderful, she’s considerate and she….damn it I can’t even describe it. But, I’m gonna let you all in on something personal.
Years ago I had a dream, it was sorta after the Pilot’s release and around before episode 2 came out, and I was with Pomni.
We were both in some sort of twisted mall, being chased by some abstracted, and I can vividly remember just running away with her. I remembered being scared…and her being scared.
Soon we just hid in a room and I just…I hugged her. I know she doesn’t like physical touch but, she hugged me back.
…call me stupid for crying over this because I am but; that hug? Was the most comforting shit I ever felt and I can still feel it. She means everything to me.
…Sometimes I hear people being so cruel to her and it genuinely hurts.
I miss her. I miss her so much. She isn’t dead but I feel like I lost her…I feel like I lost someone I loved so much because of the ending and…
…I’m so sorry darlings for this depressing post I promise I’ll make things happier soon but I just gotta get this off my chest or else I’ll cry myself to sleep.
…I miss Pomni so much..





