something about karna learning how to “play chess” as a play, a game without consequences and something done for fun for the first time (also me obsessing over how this passing comment from colin just sets up for more heartbreak because do they have time?)
somebody asked me to post this on tumblr and i promptly forgot to do so but here it is. currently thanking god that zac & aabria have similar face shapes.
"The battle is over. And with that, the Ravening War."
[Image description: Fanart of the PCs from "The Ravening War" grieving post-episode 6 battle. Alt text is provided and copied below the cut. End ID.]
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Image one:
Colin, Amangeaux, and Deli are sat on the ground, grieving after the battle. Amangeaux holds her head in one hand and clutches Deli's with the other. Colin lays a hand on Deli's shoulder.
Behind them, the white outlines of Raphaniel and Karna have their backs to the group, but reach back to place their hands on Colin's shoulders. It is captioned, "We did it."
Image two:
Same as the first image, but with Raphaniel and Karna outlined and colored like the rest of the group but darkened in shadow. It is captioned, "We did it," and repeated a second time in white ink.
Karna is such an interesting character to me, most notably because of her AGE
She was SO young when the war started. Younger still when she was thrown into a life of subterfuge and secrecy and disguise. Who knows how young she was when she devoted herself to a deity(?) that represented absolute destruction?
that has GOT to have an effect on one's psyche. in your most developmental years, knowing intimately that your narrative has been doomed from the beginning. how do you find the will to build yourself up from nothing when you know all you will ever survive to see will be foundations at most?
part of me wonders what parts of Karna never got the chance to grow as a result. she never had the time most children get to dream, to explore their identities knowing that the entire world was their oyster. she grew up with the fundamental knowledge that eventually, everything in her past, present, and future would end up as detritus. how does someone put down roots in a soil they know will be washed away? and if they cannot put down roots, how in Calorum do they find the nutrients they need to develop?