Content Warning: Blood, addiction themes.

Nadir, fig. 2

[Long Description: One excommunicated Sadren, the Blood-Water Poet, laying motionless on the floor of a yurt. His face is covered in white-hot god's blood, which pools underneath the broken lantern beside him. Len presses his ear to Sadren's chest, listening for a sign of life, while the prophet Sentin dresses the man's face with bandages.]

Nadir, fig. 2

January 26, 2021

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I couldn't change you, oh,
Couldn't ever try to make you see, no.

a little series of Len character studies, sorta.

I like Len a whole lot. I joke that Asthaom is just one big metaphor for addiction recovery (and other types of recovery), but it's sincere, too. Len himself is an ex-thief, ex-con, ex-moral-junk-drawer who's whole life is dedicated to helping other people like him get on their feet.

And it's hard. There is a very real helplessness that comes from watching people you love do absolutely bonkers things that are out of their control and yours, and going through life not sure if they'll survive it all. Thankfully Asthaom is a piece of fiction and I can throw as many happy endings at it as I want at it. His friends put him through the wringer, but he gets to give them shit about it when they recover.