Oct 14, 2023
Ukraine's Azov Brigade is fighting in the forests of Donetsk after many were captured during the battle of Mariupol last year.
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Ukraine's Azov Brigade is fighting in the forests of Donetsk after many were captured during the battle of Mariupol last year.
FFXIV Write Prompt #1: Cross
"So I ran away, crossed the shining sea. And when I finally set foot back on solid ground, the first thing I heard was that goddamn voice. Do you know what it said? It said, "This is the new world, and in this world, you can be whoever the fuck you want." " —Maeve Millay, Westworld s1e2, Chestnut
She'd crossed unfathomable distances, to be where she was now.
Most of the natural splendor had been lost on a young woman fleeing in fear - merely trying to stay ahead of the war that had already chewed her up, and spit her out.
She'd clung tightly to who she'd been, then - desperately trying to take care of the only family left to her, by way of a twin brother who'd never tasted war like she had... and in a way, she'd hated him for it; and yet all the same... she'd have died, to keep him from ever having to suffer as she had.
But now? She'd lived longer than she'd ever expected to, been abandoned by the very brother she'd never imagined losing again, and where had all that journeying truly left her?
What did it all amount to?
She'd never expected to meet a crossroads in life; never expected Garlemald to finally fall; she had never expected to be without her twin, nor to... find someone who cared about her; who saw the world much as she did.
She was finally at that place that a younger, naiver J'kesri had anticipated finding when she'd been on the run, desperate just to make it to Ul'dah, the land where the sand itself was made of gold, if you listened to half the merchants that hailed from the damn place.
She had abundance now - more than many, less than many more - affection, a home, a high position in her 'job'... all that was left, was deciding who she'd be, really. What was left? Yakuza wasn't what she wanted to focus on for the rest of her years, but she didn't even know what small steps to take beyond as much...
In a world where she could choose anything she wanted... what did she want?
Payback, mostly.
With Garlemald wiped off the map, perhaps Ul'dah came next - it was the jewel of the desert that had crushed the last seeds of hope in a young refugee's heart, after all. In a way, the people there were worse than the Garleans... they liked to fancy that they were the 'good guys', and all the while they fluffed their feathers, they walked on the backs of people like her.
Besides, did she really have any better pursuit, than to torment the rich?
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