#topic ; background

anonymous asked:

What do you remember of aura

More than he should, he's certain.

More than he could ever let on. The memories with Aura in them are typically more vivid than the rest, even if scarce themselves. They feel more complete.

Aura was everything he could never be in the position he was forced into. She was his best friend and one of the only people who stared past his callous demeanor and straight into the very fabric of his soul. She stared into it, acknowledged the darkness within, and still accepted him for all he was. She believed things of him that he could not afford to believe himself - that he was worthy, that he was capable of kindness, that he was an equal, that he was... important for reasons outside of a fate he didn't ask to be assigned.

Aura kept everything and everyone close to her heart, which was limitless and wide open in a society that typically punished such behavior. She was a gentle spirit if allowed to be, but if needed she could easily rain down nature's wrath with the fury of a lightning storm. She was a master of reading the Spiral and of Windaria's native plants and creatures. She could hunt for dinner, mend a garment, catch a fish, cook everything, and tend to someone's wounds all in the same afternoon. Everyone who ever encountered her was left in a better state than she found them. Maybe in some other universe where their world survived, she could have changed Windaria for the better.

And, of course, he remembers her death. He remembers it as plainly as if it had happened just a week or two ago. For the longest time, it was the only thing he had to go off of, like a compass set to true North because that's what she was to him. The grief over such a beautiful soul was - still is - absolutely unbearable to linger on for too long.

Blue eyes narrow on the stranger, and he walks past with a clenched fist under his cloak.

anonymous asked:

What do you love the most about Windaria

anonymous asked:

⏰ + moogle

Peering Into Memories || ACCEPTING

"You're up so late, Szél," Kupo says, floating himself through the open door into the house.

It isn't as if he can sleep now. Not safely. Not until he figures out what to do about the Prince.

Aura is right, as she usually is. He can't shoot a kid, even one that's so... dangerous. The boy is dangerous, isn't he? Even with how he'd begged for mercy and cried himself back to a feverish sleep?

The door closes quietly. He locks it tight before he situates himself back at the table. Now there's something else to consider: Does he tell Kupo?

"You're thinking pretty hard on something over there."

Of course he'd be able to discern that. Damn.

A sigh leaves him as his gaze returns to his friend.

There's never been anything he hasn't told Kupo, but how much was just a product of proximity? They're together so often and for so long at a time that he's never had the chance to think about it like this. It's also never been this serious.

Still, though, Kupo has never done anything to betray him. Even the Magun places a degree of trust in the moogle, responsive in ways it just isn't for anyone else he knows. Not even Aura, but always Kupo.

What would he even say to explain this, though?

'Our sworn enemy who's supposed to kill us all is asleep in the next room, and I'm currently doing nothing to stop it because he's actually a terrified child who can barely stay conscious.'

No. That's far too many words.

He'll have to figure something else out.

"... Szél?"

Pack Bonding || Windarian Family Units

Hello! Today, I'd like to talk about something smaller-scale than the Gods or the government: Windarian families!

Windarians didn't have a typical nuclear family. Instead, they often formed small collectives called "packs", and each pack varied greatly from household to household. It could be as small as three people and as large as a dozen, though not every Windarian was part of one.

Typically, a Windarian pack was made up of some biological family and some chosen family. It wasn't uncommon for a pack to contain siblings, close friends, or a small number of extended family. Packs were made up of any people who wanted to be there, and were officially recognized by the government in order to grant certain legal rights to their members. Some of those rights included hospital visitation, inheritance, shared financial accounts, and shared child custody. People in a pack didn't have to worry about their loved ones being unable to access money or about their children being orphaned, which were extremely important in a society based around a religion that prioritized death and rebirth.

Packs were not inherently romantic relationships, rather familial ones. Some packs had a hierarchy associated with them, but most simply were a situation of people who wanted to live together under the same roof and found it to be legally and financially beneficial, much like wolf packs who band together for the hunting power or schools of fish who stick together for safety.

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Oktav was the second of Haya's reincarnations. He was a crystal dragon who lived in a cave system just outside a mountain village. Generally, he spent most of his days alone due to the stereotyping of his people as dangerous monsters.

However, that changed when he spotted Strålglans for the first time. It became his life mission to absolutely spoil and cherish the man, and they fell in love fast.

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Musiki was the first of Haya's reincarnations. He was a shark siren who lived in a secluded area of the ocean. While most other sirens were murderous and vengeful, Musiki detested violence and mostly lured people in to warn them and/or befriend them. One day, he met a cartographer named Işıltı and the two became extremely close.

Windaria || The Land of Soil

Windaria was a planet which orbited two suns. It had three moons, though the largest one was by far the most visible in the night sky. Its climate was a mix of vast deserts and lush forests, depending on where one chose to go. Regardless of where one found themselves, though, it was generally warm. The forests were humid whereas the deserts were dry. Windarian deserts were often quite cold at night. Neighboring planets in its star system were completely inhabitable to all life, leaving Windaria the sole ruler of their galactic neighborhood.

It was ruled by its military and was largely governed by that military's commander, essentially under martial law at all times. Smaller city-states existed under the larger overarching government, but all deferred to the military as the highest authority.

Windaria's people, called Windarians, were the closest to the God of Destruction, Bahamut. As beings made of pure Soil and attuned to the Soil Spiral, they acted in favor of the collective with the knowledge that rebirth was imminent in some form or fashion. They knew Bahamut as their Infernal Father and Bahamut's six lower gods as their direct bloodline. Different people typically had different primary gods of worship out of those six.

Windarians were a humanoid species, though they were often quite a bit larger and their senses were much sharper than that of a human's. It wasn't out of place to see a Windarian whose claws were left unfiled, and their canine teeth were extremely sharp. This made them excellent warriors and fantastic combatants, which fueled their general sense of pride and superiority over beings of Mist, whom they largely viewed as more fragile and selfish. They were at war with the kingdom of Mist, called Misterica, for thousands of years. Battles were often fought on Windarian soil or in the dimensional tunnel that connected the two planets.