Kushiel’s Legacy
I’m coming to another end to a life-changing book series. It’s always these fantasy tomes that get my spine all knotted up. As the last 100 pages get closer of the sixth and final 800-paged book, my internal hearthrobbing (ie. mental cringing and squirming) starts. It’s almost over. How does one let go and say goodbye to something that has provided them unconditional love for so many years - especially throughout the major years of their growth?
As bad as it gets, however, I know it’ll never be as painful as the end of Harry Potter. I don’t believe I’ll encounter a closure as great as that with HP (and I do not rue the day), but still… Kushiel’s Legacy comes in a close second. As bad as it won’t get, though… it’s still painful to say goodbye to the characters you’ve lived with for so long, characters you know as well as your own limbs and body parts… knowing that they’ll live happily ever after, and you unsure of your own destiny.
Goodbye in advanced, Phèdre, Joscelin, Imriel, Melisande… your memory lies waaay beyond the 4800 pages you’ve been ensorceled in.
