@foxinthebelfry replied to your post “Since he's been on my mind lately (considering how much I've been...”
Oh gods, how can you destroy Machra-la, kill Lazuli and bring back Shayari in one post you monster? T.T I mean without detailing story and unfurling the destruction of people involved? Now all I am left with is imagination. Do you realize you create whole parallel universes like this? :D
Then imagine what the inside of my brain looks like, with all those possibilities and another hundred to keep track of at every single turning point of the story! XD I have parallel universes to last me a lifetime in here!
But imagination is good, imagination is great, do let me know what you come up with! XD
The island of Machra-la is formed by an ancient dormant volcano, so should I ever wish to rain fire and brimstone all over the place, I could. I don’t think I will, but... I mean... it could happen...
And again, Lazuli’s death, I haven’t decided yet! Maybe he’ll get bitten by a rabid squirrel and die from infection, or slip and drown in his own lotus pond, or maybe he will manage to snatch one of the objects of power and live forever as well, who knows?!
Shayari, though... Shayari is well and truly dead, no doubt about that. And yet the chance to have Rannon talk with him one final time (in a dream? a vision? something?), the real Shayari as he actually was, not the distorted and disappointed ghost that haunts him in the dark... I must admit, it’s one of those scenarios I entertain myself with from time to time. And by entertain, I mean ugly-cry to the point I have to blow out a crap-ton of snot and then look like something puffy and dead the next morning.
The conversation plays out a bit differently every time, but it always starts with the gentle phrase
“You have grown tall, little brother.”
Because Rannon was so much younger, both Shayari and Tenotaka are these looming intimidating figures in his memory. But by now he’s actually slightly taller than Shayari ever was, about as tall as his father. It’s just never registered. Compared to them, he’ll always feel small and slight and weak.