Part of that is due to there always being a number of epiphanies whenever I write. My stories seem to like surprising me. I accepted this long ago. In Pain and Blood is no exception.
|Drawn by Adrianna Macierzyńska|
So far, he was taken from his mother as a babe (standard fare for this realm, it seems), trained hard as a wee lad with only his birthdate for a name and a tattoo of what weapon he was most proficient in, tortured both physically and mentally, forced to kill the people he loved when he was 15 and, when he finally became a fully-fledged hound and gained his name, he spends his days hunting people who tend to just want to be free with their families...
Safe to say, he's not had it easy.
He's also pansexual, this I sort of knew, and is adamant that he doesn't get jealous, although I think he's lying to himself there. And he revealed himself to be polyamorous... In the third-to-last chapter, no less. That was sort of... well... I wouldn't say it was unexpected. That he was shoved in a pit with his three lovers and expected to kill or be killed shocked me more than 'hey there once was four of us all in one mutually-loving group'.
Amongst other things... he's afraid of tunnels (recently discovered why), has elegant handwriting (compared to Dylan, at least), and is completely unaware that he, or any other elf, will purr when content, which I guess means he doesn't recall ever being content since infanthood... Let that one sink in.
Have you had any epiphanies lately?