IDK if this has been clarified anywhere but is Xadia the only continent on the planet thay TDP takes place on, like a Pangea-like supercontinent, or are there other continents aside from Xadia as well?
This might've just been information that I missed and don't know how to find, but if someone else does know, please tell me-
Uhm. If anyone is interested- I have a Modern + Everybody Lives AU where Callum, Rayla and Ezran started a band, and then dragged their parents (Lain, Tiadrin, Harrow, Sarai, perhaps Damian) into it, who in turn dragged the aunts and uncles (Runaan, Ethari, Amaya, Janai) into it as well
Feel free to send questions if you want to know about it (SFW please) <3
Is there an AU where Ethari and Runaan went to the same high school, and after they graduated, Ethari went into figure skating or something similar, and Runaan did something else, and there was, like, some event where someone could learn a skater's routine that they made (could be specifically for that event or otherwise) and Lain recognized Ethari from school and convinced Runaan to try it and they started going out after that
If I'm being so honest, it would be really cool if Erik Todd Dellums were to read that poem from Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë. It seems to fit Claudia's character pretty well, in my opinion.
I'll put the poem under the cut below.
(Forgot to put a warning, this has themes of death if I interpreted correctly, please proceed with caution if at all ♤).
"My feet they are sore, my limbs they are weary;
Long is the way, and the mountains are wild;
Soon will the twilight close moonless and dreary
Over the path of the poor orphan child
Why did they send me so far and so lonely,
Up where the moors spread and gray rocks are piled?
Men are hard-heaeted, and kind angels only
Watch o'er the steps of a poor orphan child.
Yet distant and soft the night breeze is blowing,
Clouds there are none, and clear stars beam mild;
God, in His mercy, protection is showing,
Comfort and hope to the poor orphan child.
Ev'n should I fall o'er the broken bridge passing,
Or stray in the marshes, by false lights beguiled,
Still with my Father, with promise and blessing,
Take to His bosom the poor orphan child.
There is a thought that for strength should avail me;