Originally I was planning to do some cool shot, but then decided I’d rather just draw my all-time favorite scene in the whole series. Poor Big Leo… hang in there, buddy.
Thanks again Ell for creating such a wonderful story that has truly moved me to tears and had me rolling with laughter!
Setting: Crystal Desert, Amnoon,
1330 AE(PoF epilogue, right before the Commander’s speech). Word Count: 1392.
A party. Of course they would throw a party, Rory thought. The battle is won, the Commander killed a God, hurray!
He sighed.
He did kill a God. They killed a God. The battle was won. But no matter if the fight was won or not, anywhere he looked, Rory couldn’t find a good enough reason to celebrate.
Although it was the middle of the night over Amnoon, there was light in every corner of the city, coming from colourful lanterns of all shapes or countless candles set atop every possible surface. People were throwing flower petals and paper birds all around, children were laughing and chasing each other, wearing fiery masks. Some Sunspears were here, and with them all the feelings of hope and resilience they seemed to symbolise to the people of Amnoon.
This party sounds fake. This victory rings hollow.
thinkin about lucanis’ struggle with his wants vs. familial expectations, rook being a catalyst for his reach for freedom and understanding the crows from an outside perspective, and all of the cut content and epilogue scenes …
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