He was there.
Alphinaud says he thinks he imagined it. But I know better.
You were there.
What I don’t know is...was it a sign that you always are? Or was that to be the goodbye we never got?
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He was there.
Alphinaud says he thinks he imagined it. But I know better.
You were there.
What I don’t know is...was it a sign that you always are? Or was that to be the goodbye we never got?
Oops I drew a cute.
You and that silver haired fellow would make beautiful children together.
Anonymously tell my muse something you’d never say to their face.
“Aye, and what would you know about that?”
I lined this like four months ago with the full intention of coloring it, and we see how well that went.
Squats are always more fun with a sassy bard on your shoulders.
Seed of Hope
[Wrote a little thing to go with this scribble]
The airship landing teetered on the edge of uproar, the air thick with a combination of gladness for the Scions’ triumph is Azys Lla, confusion at their arrival astride Midgardsormr himself, and the seed of hope that Aymeric’s determination for peace had planted.
It was...truly awe-inspiring to see the gloom beginning to clear from the faces of people who thought they’d never see the war’s end, even if the end had yet to come. There was a chance, and for now, that was enough.
It was Edmont who fished Daryl from the crowd, catching her by the elbow and leaning over her, that she may hear him over the din.
“Forgive me, Miss Sharp,” he said lowly. “I must speak privately, if it’s no trouble.”
There was an urgency in his voice that gave Daryl pause, but she quickly found her voice. “Aye--of course, er…”
Hope is naught but a postponed disappointment, and yet...
BATTLE QUOTE THING PLS
Battle Theme: (I forgot my headphones so I cannot preview anything)
Battle intro: Where the hells do you think ye’re goin’? Come here.
Victory: Ye know I always come out on top, love.
Defeat: Ye’ve earned yerself a cold bed t’night.
Taunt: Just how many times are ye gonna let me tie ye down?
Reacting to Taunt: You want bite? I’ll give ye bite.
Tie: Can’t finish it?
Perfect Victory: You didn’t even try.
Final Finisher: Whoops.
- - TAG QUOTES - -
Assist: Can’t let you go anywhere…
Your muse down during Assist: Never again.
Using item on your muse: If ye’d wanted a gift, ye could have just asked.
Healing/Buffing your muse: Ye’ll be wantin’ a gross song, I expect?
Tag Team Special: This shouldn’t work as well as it does.
The sun is sleeping quietly, once upon a century...
@ofthefallingsnows