wow, thank you so much for such another heartfelt and detailed comment! Or commentary, rather!
I feel you and some others are really able to dissect and Understand the complexity of what it meant for var as a person and how he represented himself in a way all the way up on the mountains-
Purposefully isolating himself in a way to protect himself from harsh judgment and abuse, and so he decided to barricade himself up on the mountains, covering himself in a metaphorical spiked shell like a porcupine or some such (re: the hedgehogs dilemma, wherein, though he wishes to truly be known and seen, he ultimately ends up hurting himself or those around him. Even if that were only the case with his father or how Var was made to perceive his life.)
I love the notion that Bora is not only his visual "opposite" but the person in his life he never knew he needed. Someone who would openly poke and pry and not be bothered- the "thorns" or "spikes" aren't there, or were never there to begin with. Var never had an opportunity to know before the events of the game.
Bora, I feel, was meant to be sort of a shining light- a "too good to be true" type of situation. Because, for all Var knew, thered be no one around who would dare or bother to figure him out. No one around to try, seeing that he made sure "no one" would be able to- event though, in his heart, Var wanted more than anything to be accepted. To be seen, heard and loved.
I wanted Bora to be the one thing Var always wanted or needed. Maybe I'm a hopeless romantic in that; I like to believe there's "someone for everyone". That, despite all our flaws and experiences, there's someone out there, in the near vastness of humanity ever changing, or something- that there's someone who would love and cherish another. Or I believe people deserve to be cherished.
And to have it all ripped away, immediately after finding resolve, Var blames himself for even daring to believe for a second that he could obtain said happiness. When, it was never on purpose. It was an accident. And accidents, mistakes, happen. Regret and pain are a part of love, too, in a way- and I like to imagine Var just...didn't get to really feel what that all meant or how to accept it all till the very end. Maybe.
In my heart, I want to believe these two meet again. Some world, some universe or "after", that he'd get another chance- he'd get to see Bora again and tell him from the start what he meant to him, what he was able to learn about and cherish Bora- and I think Bora would openly accept him. Bora and Var are fleeting moments, like a bubble in icy weather or frost or a breath in the snow. A "blink and you'll miss it" moment in Var (and probably the world's) life.
Thank you so much, and the music made me want to cry when applying it to the character of Var- I want to do more with these characters. I want to give them substance beyond a game that focused on the bad or major mistake(s) that occur, even if in some way, that may reduce the original "impact" of the narrative-
ultimately, I love my characters, and I like to treat them as a dollhouse of sorts- they can be anything, or do anything, in a way, because I'm the one who holds the strings or conducts them in a play or scenario- a show; in that, I'm especially grateful that people could enjoy or feel some strong way about this particular story. ...
Basically; I want to do more for them. With them, *for* them. Because I think they deserve it.
Or maybe I'm just a big baby and want to give character alternate universes or "what if" situations whenever I get attached, haha
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