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Prompt #10: Foster

It was a quiet night. It may have been dark, but it wasn't pitch black; the moon shone brightly, bathing everything in a silvery light. In the distance, one could see a large Sea Wolf and a smaller Keeper grin and sing drunkenly to the tune of a travelling bard; the two had become friends a few days earlier. Their baritone voices carried far, far enough for yet a smaller presence to hear.

The lalafell was meditating in a meadow when she heard their voices. She was annoyed, and distrustfull of drunks in general; but she had stood beside them in battle, saved them when they needed her, and she had felt a certain kinship with them. They had been a more agreeable company than usual.

Observing all this was yet another Sea Wolf, a woman this time. She was deep in thought, and yet deeper in loneliness. She  wished she could foster a friendship, or friendships, with this new-found company. She wished for her old friends back, certainly, but above all did she wish for her loneliness to subside.

She reflected to the last time they were together. She had been aloof, stoic, created distance between them; and yet, they found eachother again and again, with no rational inspiration. She hoped that they would give her another chance, to be less distanced this time.

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Prompt #2 - Third Stage of Grief

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Harsh looked over the stalls of the Limsa Lominsa market. The roegadyn stood a bit to the side, away from the crowds; she observed the people bartering and haggling with the shop owners, trying to get the best prizes for their wares. She wasn't here to buy things, however. She was waiting for someone.

"Haa~arsh!"  An enthusiastic voice rang out from the crowd. Harsh immediately stood to attention and looked around, searching for the source. She found it quickly enough as the miqo'te ran towards her, against the crowd.

Harsh grinned. "E'mhellin! Did you find what you were looking for?"

The miqo'te nodded smugly. To Harsh's ever amusement, E'mhellin barely came up to her chest, but she seemed taller as she held up her prize. It was a scroll in a bottle.

"I found the map. That guy didn't seem too keen to part with it, so I used some of my charm." E'mhellin said nonchalantly. It probably meant she threatened him, Harsh thought, but she just smiled.

"Great! Let's get going, then." Harsh turned, and looked back to the stalls. "Do you need anything else?"

"Actually, I do - but not here. Come with me." E'mhellin seemed strangely serious as she said that.

Harsh frowned as E'mhellin darted past her. "Is everything alright?"

E'mhellin turned around and smiled brightly. "Yeah."

For a moment, Harsh was lost in her eyes. They sparkled with sincerety, happiness, expectation... with love.

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Harsh startled awake. She had been having these dreams lately - dreams about her past, about... E'mhellin. At least they were nice dreams, good memories. She sat up properly in her bedroll and looked up to the starry night sky. The moon was new, so the stars shone extra bright. Just like that night - that night she'd wanted to tell me something, when Bahamut came - when she disappeared.

Harsh sighed. She rummaged through her bag and pulled out a picture. It was of the two of them at the beach during the Fyre Fest. She smiled at the memory - they'd had so much fun. Gods, what she wouldn't do to have fun with her again. What she wouldn't give to have her back... She carefully put the picture away. She treasured the time she had with her, for sure, but she wanted more. She couldn't be gone. She had to be out there. Despite the seemingly impossible situation, she still had hope; Harsh was sure, if she only searched, if she only looked, she'd find her again. She could be right around the corner, for all she knew.

Suddenly, she stood up. She looked at the stars. They shone just as bright when Mhellin told her she loved her; they sparkled like her eyes, twinkling mischievously in the night. "I will find you!"  Harsh shouted. "Whatever it takes, I will find you!"

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What is Your Soul Element? - Harsh Waves

Air

You are all about action, ideas, and motion—you are the “winds of change.” When a strong gust hits you, you can’t help but move. People who don't really know you may misjudge you as  an “airhead", while in reality you are as powerful as a gravity-defying G-force. You bring everyone a breath of fresh air when things start to get stale. Like the breeze, you can’t quite catch them, and you never know where they’ll drop you once they sweep you up. That's why people think you are very adventurous, yet unpredictable. In relationships, you tend to change your mind very quickly, and it is hard for you to make decisions.

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