Rosy hair, ruffled by the salt-swept breeze. Lilac eyes, lit afire by pain and will. Sun-kissed skin, warm ebony scales. Her summery dress, fluttering at the knee.
One leg, her own flesh and bone. The other false, wrought by skilled hands. No shoes, as feet touch the cooling sand. The rising tide, licking at bare ankle(s).
In that setting sun, once more standing on her own... Casting a single, stubborn silhouette.
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A simple piece specifically for the ffxivwrite2020 warm-up. Felt fitting in a follow up after tonight’s RP. I just felt like doing something small and different from my usual ♥













