Ravan traveled by foot to Mael, but truly he didn’t mind the trek. It provided him time to plan, devise, contemplate while ignoring the colorful succulents surrounding him. Normally the scenery would help to relax him and bring him peace, but there was no peace to be had for Ravan anymore. He was sick of the struggle in his pursuit of happiness. He much preferred to be with his family since now, what more did he have left to live for? Literally there was nothing. Ravan felt he had reached a hopeless low from which there was no way to be uplifted, but before he would end himself and join his family, he resolved to be sure he’d bring along with him those who had brought him down into this hopeless void.
At times, a piece of Ravan would consider that perhaps he may not actually de
