[Day 19] Ravat, the Lover of Leaving
Ravat, the Lover of Leaving Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It does not matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come. ― Jelaluddin Rumi Ravat is a demon who has fallen on hard times. Ravat is basically humanoid. Each of its long graceful limbs ends in a sharp point and it walks equally well on all of them on all surfaces. Its face is perfect, like a cut diamond. Its body is silver scales and lithe muscles. Ravat seems to have little regard for gravity or distance. One moment it is a blurred figure on the horizon, the next it is close enough to lick your earlobe. It can get to anywhere it can see in one step, provided it isn’t restrained, but is incapable of standing still. It will fidget, cartwheel lazily, and pirouette on the ceiling, but never be at rest. The Lover of Leaving is a demon of discontent. It as...