The "Be My Valentione!" Creative Writing Contest (NA) - OFFICIAL ENTRY THREAD

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A letter placed upon Ysayle's grave.

I look back upon footsteps in the snow. Where once there were two pair, I see only one. I look back upon the towers of the Holy See. Where once there was dawn, I see only night, cold and bereft of your touch. I look heavensward. Where once there was shimmering, I see only your grave. I look beyond the mountains, to Dravania. Though I cannot see him, I know Hraesvelger is there, and he alone knows my pain. I have tread many a summer in Coerthas. This one is hot, but I feel no warmth. And yet, I kneel in the snow, my hand gathering crystals, and as they part in the gale, I find your face, your smile, your hope which neither earth nor dawn nor sky can bring. You are but diamond dust in the wind, in the heavens, and though one day so shall I be, with every breeze I know you are always with me.

Your's Always, Njord Akhabali.

(( Name: Njord Akhabali Server: Coeurl Prize: Bluebird Earrings ))

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My darling unnamed chocobo,

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Kweh kweh,
Lucor Valeska

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Character: Lucor Valeska
World: Hyperion
Prize: Noble Barding

Ode to Kefka

You're a maniacal jester that most would fear,
But I've become smitten, I'll hold you dear!
At first we were at odds, you suddenly attacked!
But I wasn't phased, because you totally attract ~
There's no need to fight, I'll tell you something witty...
Despite your lust for my death, I still think you're pretty <3

Try as I might to dodge all your spells,
I realized my love ran deeper than the seven hells!
As the battle waged on, I could scarcely predict,
Oh no, I seem to have fallen for all of your tricks!
Defeated I'll be, though I'm no less certain,
I'd still love to meet with you behind a curtain!

Character: Rekku Za
Server: Gilgamesh
Prize: Noble Barding

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My Dearest Sultana,

I pray this letter finds you well, and that you’ll indulge me to express the ceaseless passion which burns within this young fool of a mage. While I am sure many would proclaim the gleam of your eyes to shame the rarest of jewels, such words shrivel and bitter the tongue. Your heart is far greater than the riches of any realm, for as you say, all who cling to material wealth are greatly deceived.

The beauty of your soul is rivaled only by the sands of time. As a single grain may decide the fate of Eorzea’s greatest nations, the very mention of your name commands the deepest reaches of my heart.

Nanamo, It is for you that I ride out against untold peril. My love for you reaches beyond the endless dunes, and is wider than the swelling seas. Our shared dream for all peoples to be united in peace, justice, and prosperity will soon become a reality. I know this, because it is your righteous heart and unwavering spirit which inspire boundless courage in me.

While duty carries me to the furthest reaches of the realm, time strengthens my devotion as steel tempered in fire. I will return to you. Once this accursed war is finally brought to an end, if it please you, I promise to remain always at your side till the end of our days.

Eternally yours,
Honto Shontotto

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Jenova, Scarf of Wondrous Wit (if selected, please)

An envelope is tucked away in the back of a dresser-drawer, 'Sidurgu' is printed across in small neat letters. The contents are as follows:

There's a shared suffering between us in the form of bloodied hands, broken families; broken hearts. Yours, obsidian. Mine, pyrite.

They syncopate, assimilate - I know you. When our eyes meet, I feel that I know you. The man peering behind his crumbling walls, the man who spilled the blackest of hearts so readily in the Forgotten Knight (I see the loneliness, too. Stupid, you have me. You have Rielle).

I know that you miss him. I know she does, too. I only knew the shadow of a name and a false pretense and I know I can't hope to understand, or replace that gash in your hearts but -

I'd like to think of you both as family, and I pray you do too,

if you would have me.

Lam Alnilam. Adamantoise server. Noble barding

Oh, Leofard, pirate of the skies, it is you who have pirated my heart. Aim your pistol to my breast and pull the trigger, as my heart already bleeds for you. It weeps for you like the city we plundered together. It aches for you like a wound no conjurer can heal.

The moment I boarded The Parrock I knew my heart and soul belonged to you. You, with your eyes as wintery as an Ishgardian snowstorm and your hair as raven as the void from whence the haunted vessel came. How I longed to see but a sliver of affection in those icy orbs I find myself lost in. What I wouldn’t give for just a glimmer of requited feelings, but alas, I am not the treasure you seek. I know your heart belongs to the freedom of the skies.

Perhaps, someday, our paths will cross again and we can claim victory on a new feat together. I could hear your laugh again, witness your courage and bathe in your adoration of adventure. Like an ever flowing river, my love for you knows no bounds, but I do not wish to cage you, therefore my love for you will remain within me forever and always until you wish to plunder it.

Forever yours,
Nivae
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Nivae Phyla of Diabolos
If selected, I would like the Scarf of Wondrous Wit

Y'shtola,

Since the moment you came to my aid against that rampaging Goobue I've known you were special to me, but it took nearly losing you twice now for me to see just how I really feel. I'm a bit dense and at times can struggle with expressing myself beyond a muted nod, but I can deny my heart no longer. Your strength of character, your kindness and intelligence combined with your beauty leaves me even more speechless than normal. I love you and I always have and always will. I know our goals to save Eorzea requires us to risk our lives so I won't ask you to stay safe at home like I'd desire but rather ask that you allow me to continue to stand by your side whenever possible.

Holding you in my arms and inhaling your essence,
I am transported to a realm of joy free of sorrow.
A dream state caught between awake and asleep,
Filled with possibilities of our future together.
Your breath upon my chest building desire within me,
A desire to see what this land contains for us.
A hope to see a home and children beside you,
A wish to grow old alongside you and remain as one.

With all my heart,
Mordulin Trevalyn


(This was written by Mordulin Trevalyn of Faerie. If chosen I'd like the Noble Barding.)

A letter delicately attached to Yugiri’s messenger falcon for her to find.

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We’re weapons, you and I. I knew it when I first saw you. Even now, you hold yourself like a blade. You want to protect your people, your prince. You asked me once what I wanted to protect. Back then, I didn’t answer; just tugged my hood tighter over my face. We were both hiding from a foreign place who thought us children of dragons.

Do you remember the tale of Azim and Nhaama? They say even Raen know the tale but I have never approached the subject around you. The Oronir preach that they were in love — the sun and the moon. It’s a romantic notion but my tribe brands them heretics. A Borlaaq needs not a man.

But what if my Azim, my sun, is not a man?

It’s embarrassing but I often think about how I found you unable to sleep that night in Mor Dhona, tense in a new place. I remember the feeling of being stranded here and I was resolved not to let you feel alone. You let me reach out and push back your hood. How your scales glistened in the moonlight. You laughed, bitterly, and said, “Strange that even the Warrior of Light hides. What would Eorzea think if she knew her savior had the Dusk in her blood?”

I didn’t know what to say but I knew then that I wouldn’t hide anymore. I never put my hood back up. “I’ll make them accept us,” I promised you that night and I kept it.

Now, seeing you back home, without your hood and a smile as bright as the sun, I think I know what I want to protect.

You.

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Written by Vajra Borlaaq of the Mateus Server. If chosen, reward I would like would be the Scarf of Wondrous Wit.

Fordola-

I write this to you, knowing full well that if I were to be discovered, the children of Ala Mhigo would come for my head. But if there is one thing I believe in above all else, it is that dwelling on the past too much always does more harm than good. I cannot control anyone else’s actions, and that includes yours. That does not mean, however, that I cannot choose to reach out to you. And so I will.

When I first met you, it was during the assault on Rhalgr’s Reach. Though many of my friends were either furious or heartbroken, I could not help but feel that there was more to you than a so-called “remorseless traitor”, as my friend Sylbstyr put it. And I learned how right I was-my Echo revealed it all. My heart now bleeds for you-I want to help you. I want to understand you. Please, give me that chance, Fordola-I know there is more to you than the bloodthirsty traitor most of Ala Mhigo is convinced you are.

I’ve included a homemade treat for you-rolanberry ice. It’s my own recipe. I know how hot it gets in Ala Mhigo, so I thought you might like something to help you cool off. I hope you will give me a chance to heal your broken, tormented soul. I am always here for you, and will continue to be until my dying breath.

-Sarnai Kagon
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If I win, I would like the Scarf of Wondrous Wit sent to Sylbstyr Styrsyngwyn on Famfrit. Here's to hoping I win!

Dear Aymeric,

If I could, I'd rewrite the stars where our stars crossed so that they would remain together. How I wish I had the ability to do so. I know this letter is sudden but after nearly losing my life in a duel with Zenos, all I could think of was you and how you would never know the feelings I had buried deep in my heart. My feelings, I'm not sure when they changed from adoration to love, but they were solidified at the private dinner between you and I. Being able to speak to you as a woman and not as the warrior of light, filled me with joy. You had asked me what I would do when the fighting is over, a part of me would like to live a quiet life surrounded by flowers and by the gentle sound of water surrounding me and the other side wants to be by your side, protecting you and your homeland. The fighting is about to escalate and I didn't want another Valentione's Day to pass without letting you know my feelings. I love you, Aymeric.

Your warrior of light,
Rinoa

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Rinoa Windrunner
Faerie Server
Prize: Noble Barding

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Dear Hilda,

I’m unsure whether this letter may come as a surprise to you. Normally, I try to maintain an air of stoicism that people expect me to have. I used to find it easy to do, I would just create a small but significant distance between myself and my companions around me. But now, I can’t help but get more involved; to let my emotions take hold of me and enjoy in the passion of those around me. I don’t know when it happened. I had traced it all the way back from my journey through Ala Mhigo and the Far East, and it must have began with you.
I had planned to write an emotional plea for your hand, and truth be told this is not even close to my first draft of this letter. I had originally written such things as “You shot through my heart with that gun of yours,” but decided heavily against it. As much as you might be flattered by the thought, I know you would rather me be straightforward with my thoughts. So simply, our time together forming in Ishgard were some of the most precious in my life.
And I know you have your hands quite full with the House of Commons and the Hounds. This letter is such short notice that I expect nothing. But, if you’re willing, next year’s Valentione’s Day, let us join the festivities together. Nothing would make me happier than that.

From,
Extreme

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Phew, I'm not used to writing romantic letters like this one, so win or lose it was definitely good practice!

Extreme Leaf, Diabolos, Scarf of Wondrous Wit

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Dearest Delivery Moogle,

Day after day, you work your pom off to deliver mail to adventurers all over the world. But so rarely do you yourself ever receive such nice things.

So today I'm writing to you, to express my gratitude and admiration of all your hard work and dedication. Valentione's Day only makes your work that much more necessary, as you are solely responsible for delivering so much happiness to people all over Eorzea and beyond. I don't think people realize how much goes into what you do, and it truly is a thankless job that never lets you rest. I remember the first time you brought me a letter, and you were gone in the blink of an eye; so fast that your hat fell off and I had to search all over for you in order to return it.

But on today of all days, it's important for us to not forget that the very fabric of society would fray without your tiny hands to hold it all together.

So while you read this, please remember that I and many others are eternally grateful for how devoted to your work you are. To help you get through the day with as much energy as possible, I've also attached a fresh kupo nut.

Signed, your greatest admirer,

Dead Pixel (Ultros)

[Chosen prize: Scarf of Wondrous Wit]

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Reduce Mine Inventory, Replace With Thy Love

Words dare not express my love,
When you take my garbage gear,
Expert dungeons give me waste,
You give me seals for cheer.

Your Quartermaster knows it,
When I yearn to see you again,
Two thousand for an Aetheryte Ticket,
Assures I will see my loving friend.

Our love is like your banner,
Two snakes of fate intertwined,
You pay my glamours, my retainers,
And my aetheryte fee in kind.

So now our love is in the open,
And know our best kept secret,
That the trick to better inventory,
Is a man who is willing to take it.


With love, chocobos, and moogles,
Vain Palazzo
Gilgamesh
Chocobo Barding

I never got to tell you the true feelings that you left in my heart. Though our first meeting was unexpected, I’ll never forget it. Your kindness to others was far stronger then the chain mail you wore. Your smile and your drive to help others is what made my heart sing and even in the icy cold of Ishgard, when you were close I always felt warm. The more time we spent together the more I wanted to venture through that cold to see you.

You are clearly loved by many and to thoughs that would see you cast out they didn’t know what they were missing. No matter what was thrown in your path you would always raise above it. You will always be my comrade and if I had the nerve I would of told you that you were much more then that to me.

So I write this to you now, Haurchefant, you will always be my comrade, my friend, and the one that holds my love. The only thing that I will always regret is that I couldn’t tell you that.

Love,
Puff

P.S. I will always keep smiling for you.

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I’m Puffie Puff from Omega and if I’m picked I would love the Bluebird Earring

Thank you for reading!

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Y'shtola removes a few ale bottles surrounding the Warrior of Light and drapes a blanket over her shoulders.
She carefully removes a crumpled letter from the Auri’s hand and tosses it in the trash unaware of the contents.

Estinien,

I suppose I should get to the point, you are not one to beat around the bush after all.
Though, regardless, this letter will probably be crumpled up like the rest of them.
I wish I had done more to make you stay.
I am not very good with my words.
I guess it is good that I am the Warrior of Light and not the Warrior of Wordcraft.

Despite being surrounded by my dear friends, there is still a piece missing.
You are not really into this sappy sort of shite, but honestly I wish you would come back.
It has been… hard and tiresome. I have grown weary from the endless battles…
I wonder if this is how you felt after... You left without a word.
I understood why you left, but I want to be selfish for once and ask you to return soon.
I thought I lost you when Nidhogg took hold of you.

Loss is something I am already used to, but that was… different…
I… lost my composure. Some hero I am…
Life is a cycle of beginnings and ends.
I should not be so selfish to expect that because I have feelings for...
you are important to me that you would survive.
I just wish… life was easier. I am glad you are alive.
I am thankful to the Gods that you are safe, with your mind intact.
I should be thankful for at least that.

You are not here though and I worry about you.
The days pass and I wonder if you will recognize the person I was before you left.
I hope you will still remember our time together…
I’ll be waiting patiently until you find yourself.

Please be well,
With love, Aurelia

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Aurelia Dhurst of Ultros
Noble Barding

To Zenos Yae Galvus,

While I had heard tales of you before, the tyrant crushing so many nations under your iron fist, we only truly met during your assault on Rhalgr's Reach. Amongst the flames searing the sky and the screams torn from the mouths of soldiers and civilians alike, emotions welled up inside of me. Obvious ones like hatred and disgust, yes, but also one that I found myself denying for the longest time.

Respect.

In you, I found a challenge, one greater than all of the false gods I had felled before. In you, I found a power to be both feared and respected. And, slowly, I found that respect shifting, twisting, into something more—a sort of ugly admiration for your equally-ugly actions; you knew what you wished to do more than anything and you would follow through with it no matter how many grotesque things needed to be done. From there, it didn't take long for that admiration to morph into something unbelievable, something that would have me exiled in a heartbeat.

Love.

Against all the odds, against all the atrocities that you've done, I find myself hopelessly in love with you. I would have given up everything to be your friend and confidant, but the circumstances leading up to that wonderful last encounter of ours kept me from doing so. Instead, we engaged in a battle so fierce and so exciting that I will keep it in my heart forever.

I just hope that, wherever you are in the aether, you are doing the same.

Your Warrior of Light,
Glitchy Aster

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My character is Glitchy Aster on Faerie, and I would like the ahriman choker.

Dear Aymeric, (No. Too familiar. It could be considered impertinent.)

Ser Aymeric: (What is this, a business proposal? No.)

Dearest love (STOP SCREWING AROUND, ROWAN)

Aymeric,

I saw Lisette recently, rambling on as always about Valentione’s, and I thought of you

When the night sky wears the moon as its pendant, I shall await you at

I think you’re hot

I am at a loss for how to express myself to you. I have attempted all my usual methods for solving problems, and none of them has worked. I tried nodding and making faces at this letter, yet it failed to pick up my intended impressions. I tried taking my axe to it, but, while cathartic, it left behind what looked more like a death threat than a love letter a confession this. I even approached Alphinaud for assistance. He seemed most enthusiastic to help me write a letter, but whilst I was explaining the purpose, he left for the restroom and has not yet returned. It has been two hours.

So I am left to write this on my own. What to say? Shall I tell you how my breath catches in my throat when I see you smile? How my ears strain for the sound of your voice in a crowded room? How I dream of you, even from these far reaches of the East? Especially that one dream with the penguin underpa

I think we can agree that eloquence of expression has never been my strong suit.

But still I wanted to tell you that I lo

You have probably already noticed that I

Thank the Twelve I am not sending this sheet



[Letter postmarked from the Ruby Bazaar at 4pm on 2/6, along with several business invoices to Ishgard from the Scions.]

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Name: Rowan Sinclair
World: Brynhildr
Prize: Noble Barding

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My Dearest Aymeric,

I Would like to arrange a meeting with you.

Before you wave your hand at a secretary wondering what befalls Hydaelyn now please wait and read the rest of this letter first.

The meeting I wish to arrange is of the more social kind.
Aymeric I know what this is perhaps a bit forward of me and I’m not attempting courtship in a traditional manner.

I battle primals, am constantly thrown into the world's chaos and asked to fix it, and sometimes my choices blow up in my face. (I mean that quite literally as a Mage)

This being said as someone who also faces this worlds mood swings I think you will probably understand why I would wish you cut to the chase and just pursue you myself. I will understand humbly if you do not wish to engage in courtship, however, let me remind you I can set you on fire or literally set you on fire.

(I’m jesting about the literal setting of fire)

Please meet me at twilight's blush on the fourteenth day of the First Umbral Moon on the Black Iron Bridge.

I find it difficult to express everything in my mind into a single letter so perhaps you can let me tell you more with the burn of cold air keeping me to my senses. In turn, perhaps I can hear your opinion of this possible social engagement. This way if I am rejected of your affections I may walk away in the cold and snow in as dramatic a fashion as I may.

Yours for as long as fire burns and ice chills,
Valruna Cypher

[Love Letter from Valruna Cypher of Behemoth Server :Gift Prize if Won Noble Barding would be cool ]

To my tiniest of tapirs,

I noticed you milling about my guild, nose in the air like you'd not be caring whether it rained or shined. You followed me home, keeping me company, even as the weight of the world began to overwhelm me... as it happens with most Warriors of Light.

You devoured the dreams that plagued my nightly slumber, allowing me brief respite from the echoes of my stresses. You would greet me every morning with an innocent mien and a penchant for cookies -- a small price to pay in exchange for a piece of the peace for which I longed.

When you came into my life, all beady eyes and rosy cheeks, I didn't know that not only would you steal my dreams, but that you would also steal my heart.

Sincerely yours in reverie,

Soreas Lennart

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[ Soreas Lennart (Faerie) • Bluebird Earring ]

To Edda,

I continue to wonder what has become of you. Your obsession to that one you so adore, it's quite a magical sight to me. Not once have I seen such passion for one's lover, yet such passion has become insanity at this point. However... I cannot help but admire your conviction. Insane or no, it's something quite outstanding to behold. Perhaps because I see a part of me in your unwavering determination, despite all the odds against me. If you were still around, I'm sure you'd hear of all of ridiculous accomplishments, some I would've never have dreamed of at the beginning of my adventures.

Ah, but look at me prattling along on my achievements when the point is to make yours shine. My dear, I still remember the look you had right before you fell... My hairs stand on end just recalling such a fateful event, yet I'm... mesmerized all the same. The event left such an impact in my mind that I cannot forget, even if I wanted to. It's... entertaining, in a way. Maybe to others, that is what I look like. This insane quest to save the world, but at the cost of my humanity. Perhaps the same way you tried to save your own world. It's... a mystery, for sure. And yet even in death... you strive, even if that means your soul bends to another! It pains me to have seen you in such a state, but I had to stop it. I cannot have you under control of another. It does not befit someone such as you. Mayhaps we can meet again in different circumstances. I've certainly seen many a sight. And perhaps then... well, we would better friends for it. Who knows?

Until then,
Silver Frostwyght

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Silver Frostwyght on Famfrit ; Going for Noble Barding.

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To G'raha.

I do not count the breaths I take until next we should chance to meet. I know - yes, even I know how unbearable that would be. I have ever been given to waiting, to reaction rather than action. In this, I will not. I could wait until the star bled out, and it would not see you free. I must uphold my end of our agreement; I must ensure my name reaches through time, to become a star to guide you in the encroaching darkness. I fear I cannot stop the trials of these days, though you placed such faith in me. So I will fight enough for us both.

I must admit that no day goes by without thoughts of you. I have seen and studied Azyz Lla, that levitating land thought lost or myth. In writing, it must be hard to believe. Though I lived it, I oft wonder how much of it was a dream! I should very much have enjoyed to see it by your side. An expert on Allagan history might have squeezed more secrets from its ancient heart. The events that have transpired, the locations that I have been... oh, how I long to share them with you! Never in all my days have I had such a dear friend as you, short though our time together had been. We will yet discover how to master Crystal Tower. I promised you then, and I intend to uphold that promise. The light you defend could be just what we need in these times.

Until the land crumbles to nothing, until the skies shatter and the world ceases to move, until these conflicts steal away my very life, I shall strive to make both of our dreams reality.

Yours, always, Shade.

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My character is Shade Springston of the Brynhildr world, and I would like the Noble Barding, please. Thank you for the opportunity!

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How the wind sweeping through my sails reminds me of thee,
Thy tempest grace and roaring gale,
Breathing your own life into me,
Whilst thy first impressions did not avail.

Such roaring passion that pierced mine ears,
Through gusty bouts and primal rage,
Did naught to rise within me fears,
Rather did it inspire this Mage.

Past Ifrit’s fire and Titan’s might,
Leviathan’s Whorl and Ramuh’s Judgement;
My will was steel as my eyes saw the light
I would weather the storm, all fear was now absent

Garuda my breath, the air that I seek
I would have you descend, from the skies where you sleep
I would feel your feathers upon my cheek
I would feel our love run ever more deep

My desire is ever the more to your breeze
In my search, I’ve a lifetime to spend.
For my heart will be still, as I gaze upon thee
And my quest for you will be at an end.
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Composed by Mae Van'xenos of Exodus. Should I win I would like the Noble Barding.

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A Sonnet for Sidurgu

Shall I compare thee to a Moogle’s pom
Thine skin wax fair in pale moon’s light below
Yet though steel visage radiates so calm
Embarrassment, bright red cheeks’ afterglow

Sharp piercing horns and teeth like razor blades
Gruff insults, fierce glares, fury is thy norm
But deep within a soul cold doth pervade
A kindness kindled deep grows soft and warm

Beneath thy harsh tongue and indignant hate
For past mistreatment that tore thee apart
A loyal Dark Knight’s oath upheld of late
Shows compassion in Obsidian Heart

Deny it all thou wish, sweet Sidurgu
“Tsundere” is what we call guys like you

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Jusis Albarea, Mateus server, if I win I would like the Noble Barding.

Dearest Y'shtola:

Meow. Meow. Meoooooooow. MEOW!

Purrs and head-bonks,
Daisuke Densetsu, fellow member of a proud race of felines.

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Vexing, perplexing Brendt,

I blame you for this, buddy. If I didn’t like you so much I’d beat you bloody. I’m the girl you never asked for a name, insisting instead I rise to fame. I took your words to heart; these days few things change if I’m not taking part. Of my accomplishments I should feel proud, but instead I keep looking for you in the crowd.

Do you have any idea how frustrating it can be, having the Echo but on the subject of you unable to see? The past is mine in which to pry, but you’re such an unreachable guy. Everyone has secrets. You claimed to have dozens. So far I’ve found you have identical brothers, not cousins.

It’s hard to believe you’re just a peddler. Seems more likely you’re a spy or meddler. Are you wearing that hat to hide you’re Garlean? Will we meet on my inevitable trip to Sharlayan? You asked me for company, gave me a ring. Where I’m from that’s no small thing.

On that note, it bears a mention; how many cities must I save to get your attention? I’ve worked hard, I think that’s plain. The Scions treat me like their personal primal, all brawn and no brain. Errands and deadly battles, I do with a smile. Yet where are you all the while? You seem to know my face, speaking of fate as we left Ul’dah in a race. Unless that was some wild estimation, I’m not the only one stuck with this fixation.

Now don’t get me wrong; you’ve got faults. You’re so short and thin, how could we waltz? Still, I think your payment’s fallen late in time, so will you be my Valentione?

Ever investigating you,
Wisteria Rue

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Wisteria Rue, Goblin
Noble Barding

To my dearest Tataru,

You have been by my side through my entire journey, and though we may not literally see eye to eye, your tiny stature is only mirrored by the depths of my adoration for you. Your peppy spirit always brings great delight to me during the darkest of hours, and you constantly keep showing me how easy it is to smile when things seem most bleak. I was there for you when you wanted to be more help with the Scions, and struggled with the more difficult aspects of being an Arcanist. However, unlike your carbuncles, I will never leave your side. The outfit you fashioned for me is always kept close, a constant reminder of how much work your tiny hands have put into shaping my future with the Scions. Your information gathering in Ishgard helped bring people who were thought to be lost forever back together. And even now, though you may be in a far off land, keeping tabs on foreign affairs, the flames of my passion outshine even those left by the primal of the Amalj'aa, Ifrit. Until that glorious day when I can hold your tiny, fragile hands within mine, know that memories of you are fondly kept in my heart.

Your distant admirer,
Hero Heikin
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Hero Heikin, Hyperion
Scarf of Wondrous Wit

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Dear Aymeric, I just received your letter, thanks for the cookies!I'm sitting by the campfire on Azim Steppe, enjoy them slowly with milk that just squeezed out from a sheep. Yep, I tried to milk a sheep! Aww it's harder than it looks.I bet Estinien would laugh out loud if he sees me getting kicked in the face several times. -__-

Azim steppe is an amazing place. Lush green grassland spread to the horizon in every direction around me. Sky doom with millions of stars is the only border of this land. The air here is never still, local au'ra's colourful veils are always dancing. However unlike Coerthas, the wind here is warm like a motherly touch, I rather enjoy it than hide from it. I bet Coerthas had wind like this before calamity? I'm sure you will love this place, do your favourite star gazing,and ride with me to the horizon. How does that sound? XD

There, another "bring you to see the world by words"session from me, hope you enjoy it as much as my previous ones!

Ps: The moment I lay my hand on your letter, I see an echo. You...have been through another assassination attempt recently. You mentioned nothing about it in the letter, you don't want me to worry, I know. But...my heart stopped when I see the echo. Thank the Twelve, Lucia and you both reacted fast enough this time and no harm has been done. ... How I wish I can stay by your side all the time. Now I can only pray hard for your safety.

Ps2: My tail fur that ripped off by your cat has fully grown back. I'm still keeping the ribbon you tied on my tail for hiding the bald though...it's too lovely. XD

I will write again as soon as I discover another wonderful place! Take good care of yourself!(promise me there won't be any more heart-stopping echo from you-__-)

Love you always,
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Elantia Moonhymn
(Balmung)
(Bluebird Earrings)

They say that the flame runs in the veins of your people, and it must be true, for one glimpse of you makes my heart burn with a fiery passion. Though you are a man of few words, you provide for my unspoken needs without question and without limit. With your support, I can soar above the highest clouds; even in the most crushing depths of my despair you keep me safe from harm.

And so this Valentione's Day, I give my love to you, Amalj'aa Vendor. No matter where I may roam, I will always return to the Ring of Ash and your reasonably-priced wares.

P.S. The new submersible's pressure hull is progressing quite well! Next time I see you, can you have some iron and mythril rivets prepared?

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Seyrr Timono
Hyperion
Scarf of Wondrous Wit

Y'Shtola Rhul,
I'm writing to you for multiple reasons, the fact that you probably can't answer a linkshell being one of the reasons. I just recently completed some training as a Dark Knight with my comrade, Sidurgu, which leads into my next reason for writing which I'm- in all honesty- too embarrassed to say with my own breath due to how sheepish I get just by writing this, it reminded me of what happened to you in Rhalgr’s Reach. I know it sounds odd so I'll quit stalling and get straight to the point. Dark Knights use love to get to our true strength. I've chosen the path that I shall walk, the cause that I shall follow. You are who I've chosen to follow even into the life stream. I'll only follow you if you'll have me. So will you have me? I haven't chosen you at random, I haven't chosen you out of lust for power, I have chosen you because I know that your safety and your smile are enough to soothe any pain and make me smile myself; Because I know if I must, I will single handedly stop a calamity just for you, even if it were to be Bahamut. I have chosen you because of your personality, how you carry yourself in battle, how calm and collected you are, your wit, your bravery, the list goes on listing everything about you. I feel best when I'm with you, Y’Shtola, even if we're only in the same room and you just glance at me. I will swear my sword to your protection if you will have me. So I ask yet again. Will you have me, Y’Shtola, as a lover and protector?
Gouka Grimm
Goblin server.
Noble Barding.
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My precious Skaenrael,

We live such different lives, you and I.

Thou art the loveliest < Lift Attendant > of Limsa Lominsa, and I just a mere adventurer...

We've passed many o' times, but have thy noticed me? Undoubtably not.

'Tis not your fault dear, 'tis all mine. Why should such a sweet and sugary soul notice a sour and savory one such as mine own?

During this upcoming holiday of hope, this nearing day of dreams, I will deliver this letter of love upon you.

For this glorious Valentine's Day, I wish to share my most meaningful and heartfelt feelings and emotions with you, regardless of the burdens that might arise in your heart.

For many moons I have witnessed your actions, your highs, your lows, your happiness, your sorrows.

And for many moons, I've had a burning passion, a yearning for you, in my heart.

'Tis cheesy, I know. And during the day of Chocolates of all times.
'Tis the truth nonetheless though.

Woe is me when feeling down, but after getting off at the bottom, you are always there, waiting for me.

At a simple word's request, you can raise me back up two fold the amount anyone else could ever even attempt.

If you'll excuse the elevator puns, I just wanted to inform you...

I love you my dear, dear Skaenrael.

I'll be waiting for your response at the nearest table to you, in the Drowning Wench.

Writtin with every fiber of my being,
X Qaz Lancer

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For Nidhogg/Estinien

The children of the lands will never be forgiven for taken you beloved and shamed all mortal kind, but i will try to bring the light back in your eyes even if the hate is still there I will fight for you and only you till of the ones of the land learn about the hate that they made. You lived for many years for that I can not compare but i adore the sight of seeing you. When I heard the history of the children of the land did to you and the ones you hold dear. All I wanted to do is tear into them making them eat my metal armor boots. Then I heard a rumor that pained me in side, the rumor that reached my ears was that you took over a child of land. The one called Estinien to whom he took up lance against you. Not knowing whom that was i traveled to the lands of Ishgard, that was where i saw him the pale snow white hair that was long enough to cover my face and get lost within, hands that will hold onto me and never let harm come to me. Him being a elvaan had no concern to me to I look into the soul of the man but all i see is you. I am torn between my love for you and my love for this Estinien. My mind is set on you but my heart is set on Estinien, but even though he is not you but he is you only when he can't get you out of his head. Since I can not hold you and you are part of him it is like I am holding onto you. You gave up on the love of other and he seems lost and regretful of something or someone that he has lost, but i will teach the both of you that love is never lost nor can it ever hide.

From a foolish child of land, Jera Darkill.

Written by: Jera Darkill of Hyperion
Prize: Noble Barding

I can dream hope, right? Hoping this reaches you. My misguided Valentione ((Spoilers within, tread carefully!))

For Grynewaht my Green Guard.

While the people I assist and save may scoff at my mentions of you, I see you as a misguided adventurer, another in need of a helping hand.
When lord Hien commented about how "cute" it was that you gave me a nickname I could not help but smile. "My favorite enemy"
And then that dreaded day...those horrible people changed you into a monster! and I could tell you truly did not want such an outcome in order to try and beat me.
It hurts me how they treated you, If it was possible I'd have stole you away! We at the Scions are quite friendly and I'd have been more than happy to take you under my wing and *maybe* go easy on you, maybe.
You could even be a body guard for Tataru when she goes mining, if any beast dare to attack her you could smash them up! She would no doubt reward you for your help, sure she miiight tease you a little but its how she shows she likes someone. And if she really likes you? you better be ready to be fitted for some specially crafted armor, he he.

Oh dear...seems I started rambling. I pray to the 12 that there can be a way to bring you back and have you by my side.

With love your "Favorite Enemy" Athena Ivy.:o

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Written by: Athena Ivy of Exodus
Prize: Blue bird earring

Dear Hien,

Since meeting you on my countless adventures, you are a kindred spirit I cannot forget. I think of you daily and though we are two beings who fill the purpose of providing and caring for others, I’d like to care and provide for you. I feel quite embarrassed taking liege to reveal my hearts emotion and such to you. As the quill touches the paper like a blade to a primal, my cheeks turn many hues of crimson. I will continue to stand by you day and night, as your Warrior of Light, I pray you accept my confession in good standing. It was when we first met, that I knew I had a flame ignited in my existence, for you make me feel more than Garuda’s reckoning. My heart and light shine for you. My heart skips many beats when you smile, when you look my way, everything about you, just captivates me. Should you accept my confession with positive approval, I will be waiting for you. I look forward to our many adventures and memories to be made. We will not lose our main focus, and I will support you with all of my soul.

With love,

Sioux Kota
Aether-Jenova
Bluebird Earring (Prize Selection)

Dear Lyse,

Truthfully, yet unfortunately, we have both been too busy of late to hold casual conversation for longer than a few minutes. What I have to say to you is very important to me, and it's not something that can be said so quickly that I'd be able to bring it up in our next chat.

I've always been fond of you. Even when you hid your face and introduced yourself as your late sister, you radiated affection towards your allies as if they were family. Recently however, these feelings of mine blossomed into a love that I would not be able to properly explain even if I were given all the time in Eorzea.

When we fought in Rhalgr's palm, I felt your determination in every blow. I felt the love for your people with every slash of your blade. Though we were in the hand of the Destroyer, it was you who gripped my heart that day.

The times where you were at your lowest, I wanted nothing more than to help you. After Moenbyrda's passing, I wanted to help you smile again. After Papalymo, I wanted nothing more than to hold you close and convince you that everything would be okay. I could never bring myself to do it, because I was afraid of what things would happen between us. I still am.

Imagine that? The Warrior of Light that many look upon in awe, is terrified of being in love.

Although I have much more to say, it seems everyone else is ready to enter the Sigmascape. I don't believe I've mentioned it's existence to you... you're in for quite a tale.

Lyse, I love you.

It's scary to write, yet it also feels right.

I shall see you soon.

-Ketsu

Name: Ketsu Akamine
World: Famfrit
Reward: Scarf of Wondrous Wit

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I close my eyes
The breeze on my cheek
your lips.
The warmth of the day
your arms.
The stars in the night
In each I see you. Only you. Forever.


Day slides into night slides into day and you are on my mind, a heartbeat in my thoughts, never ceasing, never waning, thrumming in time with the life in my veins.
I am marked by your existence, changed forever by your warmth, touched in mind and soul each time I recollect your eyes.
You are the fount of my passion, and the font of my love.


And yet…


you will never know.


I could not tell you. I could not risk our friendship. I could not let myself be distracted, though my feelings burned me through.

I wanted to tell you. I wanted to risk it all, to lose myself in passion, to let my feelings fly free and wrap you in their tender embrace.

Your every word elated me. Your every word wounded me. Seeing you was the best part of my day, and it was something I came to dread.

It was a sweet darkness I lived in where the candle that lit my world threatened to burn it that world to ash.


And now…


you will never know.



I will hold you in my heart forever, that you may never truly be gone, my darling Haurchefant. I will do all I must to save this star, that what you gave will not be wasted.

You were loved. You are loved. You will be loved, forever.

xoxox





-Rieve Alavaix, Cactuar
-Noble Barding

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To Zenos,

Darling, I cannot say so much as to reveal my location, but I must at least give you a hint. For if I did not tell you of the massive field I’m trekking through right now, I wouldn’t be able to tell you of how every millioncorn stalk I see sprouting out of the ground makes me think of you. As I reach my hand out to stroke the corn silk surrounding me, I close my eyes and pretend that I can be with you, my fingers running through your hair instead of its imitation.

The corn silk is dry between my fingers, and I sigh in longing of your slick golden waterfall. At night I sit upright until I fall asleep, petting my cloak in my lap and pretending your head lies there instead as I comb through your locks. I imagine wringing the grease from your mane into a pan as you slowly doze to sleep, waiting until it’s almost full to the brim before I feel content to lay beside you. My fantasy continues to the morning, where I wake with the dawn and leave you for just a few moments, rushing out to harvest eggs and herbs before running back in and returning to your side. I start the fire and take the pan of your hair’s oils, finer than any culinarian’s import, and begin cooking our breakfast.

It may be just a dream for now, but I believe there’s hope for it to become reality in the future. I want your greasy essence to slither into every aspect of my life, to stain every part of my soul.

Come to me, my oleaginous prince. For the Warrior of Light’s rays cannot truly shine without a puddle of congealment to properly reflect off of.

Love,
Nica



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Written by Nica Tayuun on Midgardsormr. If I win, I would like the Bluebird Earrings.

Thanks for reading!

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To the White Tiger of the Winds,

I am grateful for the message of gratitude I received from you. It pleases me to know that I have aided you in resolving so significant a problem. However, my words in this letter shall not be such as a simple reply. There is so much to say, and say them I must.

As I was gifted my first glance of the Jade Stoa, the serene majesty impressed upon me. You were waiting, of course, at the appointed place. You demanded an affirmation of my readiness, my willingness, my understanding for the task before me, and I gave you the simple nod I had given so many others. Perhaps I pumped my fist into the other palm as I show of enthusiasm; I am prone to such things. But I then learned how little I understood as I beheld your metamorphosis.

The red light...flames? The redness which escaped your form filled me with wondrous terrors, and then I surrendered my first gaze to the shape of your fury. A shape so powerful, a force so emanating, a rage so pure and permeating that it sundered my body, a form which I had scarcely though frail, until then. But as my body shook, and all other feelings were wiped from my mind, I discovered something else in its place.

Desire.

You were beautiful, Byakko. Not merely in shape but in presence. When your eyes, luminous in the magnitude of your rage, found mine, I experienced the incomprehensible: I was enamored as such I had never known. I dare not define it. It is too pure, too primal, too...precious. I know there is a savagery within me, and in you I felt a connection I was long bereft.

I shall say no more.

Cenan

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My name is Cenan Raergo, from Couerl. I would very much like the Scarf of Wondrous Wit if I'm lucky enough to be one of the winners!

To my dearest friend,

It's many moons since we met, and we have gone on many adventures. You have aided me on slaying many eikons, and had saved from dying in battle time and time again. I who was ones a brand new member to Scions Of The Sevens Dawn, you welcomed as a comrade In arms. I who is nothing more than a vagabond, who moves from city to city seeking new adventures and battles. For accepting me and as one of your own I thank you.

Now, the time has come to say how I feel for you. After, what happened at Rhalgrs Reach I feared the worst. You barely returned, after your last encounter with the fates. You're return wasn't all without the cost of losing your sight, however your return brought joy to my heart. Yet, that fight with Zeno brought the fear of losing you back into my mind. I vowed vengeance upon Zenos, while wishing and hoping for your recovery.

My dearest friend Y'shtola Rhul, I wish to profess my heart to you. I wish to shout out my love for you so loudly that the twelve can hear it from above. I know that you may not have the feeling for me, as I do for you. However, give this moment to give you my heart. If only in this moment through this parchment, that convey my feelings to you with all that I am.

You don't have to respond to my feelings. Only know that I will that what I must to protect you, and all you care for with my sword. I who swore upon to Dark Knights oath, give you my love and vow to fight for as long as you and Eorzea need me.

Sincerely,
The wondering adventure Shadow Neo

Dear Timbermaster Beatin,

This Valentione's season I am reaching out of my comfort zone and sending you this letter. This past moon, I have been grappling with weather or not I would write you, if it was even okay to do so. Ever since the moment our eyes met, I have felt drawn towards you. Because of this strong pull, I had decided to try my hand at carpentry, I enjoy it immensely, and I have been your student for a few summers now. Honestly, this sennight has been really challenging for me, as you have probably seen reflected in my work.. I understand that our differences in race would be unseemly to many in Gridana, and then our difference in age, you of thirty summers, and I of only eighteen, would not be seen kindly by others, and I do not wish for any harm to come to your name. I have come to see that I love your terrible jokes(yes, they are bad!), they make me laugh everytime, the way your eyes shine in your concentration and passion as you work the wood, your compassion towards other is moving. Your laugh, your smile, just being near you makes my heart beat faster. All of this beating around the bush, I am just going to come out and say it. I like you Beatin, I like you a lot, and I do not think that time will pass and I will move on. I hope this letter does not change the nature of our relationship in any negative way, and that I can remain your apprentice. I.. I just needed to be selfish this once and finally get the words out.

Sincerely yours,

S'Dehrfla Zotahna daughter of Q’Khoo Zotahna and S'Fekah

(Tsukiko Zohtana on Zalera, Ahriman Choker)

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My dearest Vhaso'tan,

With Valentione's Day approaching, I wanted to assure you I'd meet you at our Free Company house for dinner as we planned. My travels in the Far East are . . . well, I won't say much, as you prefer to hear about my adventures in person.

Instead, I'll devote this letter to a better purpose. Looking at the picture you sent, taken as I summoned you in front of our FC house, I can't help but be amazed at how far we've come, and how my love for you has grown. When we left our people in the South Shroud, they were all skeptical of my wish to adventure. Many thought you would (sensibly) break off our long standing betrothal.

Instead, you swore to follow me wherever I went. You became a retainer to the Warrior of Light. I'm constantly humbled by your patience, your cheer, and your steadfastness. Many would have discouraged me when Eorzea's admiration soured, driving me to exile, but you told me never to give up, and that you would always be there to help me.

And so you have. You bring me such helpful things in your explorations, and such thoughtful gifts! The tiny tapir was adorable. I thanked you for my new pet, and you insisted one so great as I should not deign to have pets, but instead minions! We laughed until we cried, and I call every one of my growing menagerie my minions to this day.

I can hardly wait to see you, my beloved. I can hardly wait until the day I will finally be your bride. You know, these Eastern dresses are quite lovely, perhaps we should consider some for my wedding gown? We'll discuss it over dinner.

With all my love,
Micah

Character: Micah Enaali (Ultros)
Prize: Ahriman Choker