Love a character who. Like. Has the potential for redemption, but never gets it. Characters who show moments of kindness, flashes of backstories, small but powerful fondnesses. Maybe they even want to change. Maybe they want to change so, so badly, but they're far too trapped and scared and convinced of their own worldview to get there. Maybe they're just about to do it.
And then they die, or they lose their chance somehow, and that's just it. They could have been a good person, could have been better, but we'll never know because they'll always be stuck in the worst version of themself, a mosquito encased in amber with blood still on its mandibles.










