Hyperion Murder

and my personal favorite:

I also appreciate the ones that really change the tone and suggest that the characters openly loathe each other…

and this one, which gently encourages self-care:

Me while drawing this

tempted to make one for Nalia to go with this 🤔

petit_gustave

bonus:

“Dying alone” is really, genuinely his true greatest fear, but it doesn’t mean what people assume it does. You’re right - he’s not afraid of the common fear of dying without someone nearby, or dying without being loved (though I’m sure those would be sad). Instead, he’s specifically MOST afraid of betraying himself by giving up, by living his life without doing his best to walk the dinan’shiral. He’s afraid of dying alone - dying passively as the last of his People.

The specific phrase “dying alone” appears only twice in Inquisition (I’ve searched with the modding tools). Once on his gravestone, and once in this conversation:

Solas: Once, in the Fade, I saw the memory of a man who lived alone on an island. Most of his tribe had fallen to beasts or disease. His wife had died in childbirth. He was the only one left. He could have struck out on his own to find a new land, new people. But he stayed. He spent every day catching fish in a little boat, every night drinking fermented fruit juice and watching the stars.

Varric: I can think of worse lives.

Solas: How can you be happy surrendering, knowing it will all end with you? How can you not fight?

Varric: I suppose it depends on the quality of the fermented fruit juice. […]

Solas: You truly are content to sit in the sun, never wondering what you could’ve been, never fighting back.

Varric: Ha, you’ve got it all wrong, Chuckles. This is fighting back.

Solas: How does passively accepting your fate constitute a fight?

Varric: In that story of yours—-the fisherman watching the stars, dying alone. You thought he gave up, right?

Solas: Yes.

Varric: But he went on living. He lost everyone, but he still got up every morning. He made a life, even if it was alone. […]