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

To the dear Miqo'te who stands vigilant upon the beaches,

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Though I have not held residence in the Mist for long, One of the first sights I had set my Pince-nez covered eyes upon was your stalwart figure, standing by a chair filled only by the salty sea air, and your snow-white hair, matching the paleness of your skin. At first, I thought you were simply a static illusion, a cursed figure to watch the seas for eternity. but the first time you moved, summoning that... extremely large leaf from what I can only assume is the awesome power of your magnificent will, I was struck. Not by love, but by a deep respect one would equate to a leader or hero of yore. I can only assume yours is a sacred duty, decreed by Hydaelyn herself, and though I cannot help you in your destiny, I can motivate you with my silent support, and I will continue to admire you from afar, as, being the strong and silent type, you seem to be unkeen to speaking, despite my numerous attempts. My respect for you goes beyond any romance, though it is love none the less. I pray you shall continue to watch over that chair and the beach in which my house resides by.

Yours truly,
Forum Aver'age, a residence of the Mist, and respecter of women.

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Forum Aver'age of Famfrit, if I win, I would like the Scarf of Wondrous Wit.

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Ser Aymeric –

I had oft thought of how to speak these words aloud but, as fate would have it, I was nary so brave enough to try. For you see, when it comes to matters of the heart, my entire visage threatens to crumble. In light of that, I have decided to commit my thoughts to missive instead.

It’s been awhile since we’ve last spoken, but know you are never far from my thoughts. I remember that, not so long ago, you and yours had taken in the remaining Scions. In times that I find myself swayed toward cynicism, I’m reminded of that kindness.

Moreover, your grace was beyond compare.

Together, we came to the precipice of war and were able to stave the tides of adversity, and you sacrificed more than most could imagine. Still, through all of it, you smiled.

That optimism was infectious.

In fact, it crept up on me and left me bereft once it was gone. Of all the memories we shared, there were few that were neither dire nor dismal and, yet, of those few happy moments, I’m so fond. Everyone had always, otherwise, treated me as a wayward companion, a savior, someone to look up to, but never an equal. Save for you.

While our routes may have diverged, with you leading Ishgard into a new era, as the highest elected official in the House of Lords, and I as the realm’s most regarded primal slayer, we are still bound together not only by our deeds, but our beliefs as well. You once said, “Right or wrong, this is who we are, and we deny it at our peril.”

Regardless of what paths we travel, I hope that someday mine will lead me back to you.

With deepest regards,

Auraxi En’elloutte

Name: AuraXi En'elloutte
World: Malboro
Prize: Noble Barding

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To my dearest Haurchefant,

My hopes are that this letter never reaches your eyes, for I was lying in wait for this horrible war to subside before I told you the contents of this letter. But for just this once, as we prepare to progress through The Vault, rescue Ser Aymeric, and put a stop to the deeds of Thordan VII, I must concede to my heart and profess my truest intent.

I long for your embrace; a fire burns in my heart for you far more intense than the bright flames of Ifrit himself (and I must assure you, through my own experience: they are certainly not mild).

Your tender gaze and sweet words, paired with your inimitable bravery and tact, has seduced me, an impressive feat indeed. Your kindness knows no bounds, and I feel envious as I observe your heroic deeds. There is seldom a man so noble, so upright as someone such as yourself. It is an understatement to state my unwavering respect of you.

So whatever may happen in these hopefully final struggles, I wish to protect you as you have protected me, and I hope to continue to find sanctuary behind your shield.
I love you, Lord Haurchefant of Fortemps, and I can only hope that once this war is over, you will be able to say the same words back to me.

Forever your admirer,
Ritan Pharros

P.S. If you so happen to come into possesion of this letter, I must admit this is simply a practical joke, and so none of this must ever be spoken of again. Just forget about it all!

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Name: Ritan Pharros
World: Cactuar
Reward: The Scarf of Wondrous Wit

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To my beloved Haurchefant,
It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Many moons passed since the end of the Dragonsong War and I’ve been doing well. Trials have yet to wane, but I will continue to push onward. I must confess, however, that I’ve done a great injustice to myself.

I have not done good on my promise of visiting you as much as I liked. I could not even spend the 7th sun of the 1st umbral moon, my nameday, with you. When I believed respite is within reach, conflict calls my name...

I am aware this never will truly reach you, but my heart aches for your presence. When your untimely demise played out before my eyes, my world shattered. I couldn't cast Cure. I couldn't cast Raise. I was drowning deep in my tears. But in the end, it strengthened my resolve as a White Mage. Death may have taken you away, but I am now ready to fight for those I can yet save.

You mean so much to me. You were the one who took me in when Eorzea turned on me. You made Ishgard my second home. Your warmth made it so I couldn’t feel the chill of the snow. You were my beacon of hope. Had I not found solace with you, my life would likely have come to an end, drowning in despair.

I truly meant it when I said 'I love you' that day. It was as if Menphina has pierced through the overcast snow and blessed me with meeting you. Perhaps this is why the mark of the lover resides where you rest.

I will remember to smile.
I will always remember your kindness.

And may we be reunited when all is over, my beloved knight.
Kiemi'a Shezorei

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A letter by Kiemi'a Shezorei of Leviathan. May I wish for the Bluebird Earring should I win.

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To my dearest V'Kebbe,

The moment I stepped into the Rogue's Guild I knew I would embark on an incredible, and adventurous, journey. However, I was not prepared to meet the love of my life at the same time. We have shared numerous, and memorable, days together. From chasing sinister thieves, to relaxing and eating Finger Sandwiches. I could never ask for anyone else that I'd rather spend those days with. I will admit that I didn't think the quiet, pink-haired girl sitting at the table would be the one to so easily take down the Dainty Demolishers. That was surprising, but in a good way. That was the moment that I knew you were the one. Every day since then I have awoke with excitement as to what the new day has in store for us. Not once has there ever been a dull day spent with you. It is my dream to spend many, many more days with you. Every last one of my days, if you'll have me. My sweet, beautiful V'Kebbe, I shall end this letter with one final question, in hopes that I receive a welcoming response.
V'Kebbe, will you be mine?

Forever, and always, Kasper Dg.





Name: Kasper Dg
World: Malboro
Prize: Bluebird Earrings

Amour de ma vie, love of my life, how long as it been?

The countless moons that have passed since you have swept me off my feet. My undying feelings will never wind down, those that have doubted me, countless times saying to just sweep my feelings under the rug brings me to tears. That is the last straw, they know nothing of our love! know nothing of what we both had to go through!

Do you remember our first kiss? You were so shy, stiff standing there, leaning in the corner, it was so cute. You were so very shy but you were so handsome. I came over to you while you were on duty, nervous you backed yourself into the butlers pantry. Did you see me? did you know? I must have really startled you as you fell back. T'was quite a dirty trick you pulled kissing a guest at your matrons party, I had always thought you to keep it clean, no?. Sweeping me off my feet, kissing me with those little bristles of yours. I'm so giddy in this moment remembering it!

Tell me my love, will we see each other again? Will that forsaken curse let you leave her despicable cave? I still hold the ring you gave me and not even that Witch can pry it from me. You are always in my heart, my Statuesque Groom to be.

Izzy Cadentia of Cactuar
Noble Barding
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Dearest Hilda,
You probably don't know me, but my name is Zwight Vincent, and I am but a humble inventor. I work day in and day out, finding new ways to help society with the amazing power of technology. Nothing distracts me from this fact…nothing…except………….
How do I explain this? When I see you, my heart skips a beat. You walk into the bar with a shine that hurts the eyes of even the blind folk.
I must know…after all this time…what do you use? What material do you use to put such a shine to your gun? I’ve been cleaning my machines for years, but never have I seen such matte create that blinding of a shine. Is your gun made from a different material? Please, I must know! I offer you a free dinner to discuss our love towards the mechanical devices we utilize!

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Username: Zwight Vincent
Server: Balmung
Prize Selection: Noble Barding

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Dearest Estinien,

I'm honestly unsure how to start this. I wonder if you're familiar with Valentione's Day? Though you're of Ishgard where the holiday originates, I'm certain if you were aware of it that you'd have dismissed it as frivolous in your years spent snuffing out Nidhogg's rage. Far more pressing concerns than exchanging affections with admirers, right?

I apologize for my rambling; I've a bad habit of being cyclical when nervous, which I strangely find myself as I clutch my pen. I'm sure the point I'm trying to make with this message is clear to you; why else send a letter making note of Valentione's? I don't know when I began to develop these feelings towards you. Certainly not when we first met when I sought out training in the lancework of the Dragoons. Maybe somewhere along the roads through Dravania? I don't know. What I do know is that after Nidhogg seized your body in Azys Lla, I felt... empty. The feeling nagged at me for days, weeks, months.

Perhaps during a conversation with Alphinaud. Everyone else seemed resigned that for Nidhogg's threat to be ended, you had to die too. He was the first I'd heard express a wish to save you; a wish I realized I shared. And when we succeeded, I was overjoyed. I understand why you didn't linger long afterwards; I know well the call to wander, though I was elated to encounter you on the Azim Steppe. I'll not write something so foolish as to ask you to come back to me. What I will say is this: I have a small cottage on Hingashi. If ever your travels bring you to Kugane, I'd like for you to know my door is always open for you.

Safe Travels Sincerely yours
Love, Zana

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Character Name: Zana Amariyo
World: Behemoth
Prize Selection: Scarf of Wondrous Wit

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My darling Y'mhitra,

Many have been our adventures together. In our explorations of the ancient mysteries locked away beneath the ground in Mor Dhona, we have rekindled the long-forgotten art of summoning. We have fought side by side against the Ascians of the Twelfth Chalice. And we have unlocked the secrets of perhaps Allag's greatest master summoner. Through our efforts, Eorzea’s understanding of the arcane has grown tenfold.

Yet I write to you now not on matters of magic, but on affairs of the heart. Y'mhitra, from the day we met, I have been enraptured by you. Your eyes, green as Garuda's feathers. Your hair, white as Ramuh's beard. Your skin, warm as Ifrit's flames. Your beauty entranced me at once when I first beheld you at Apkallu Falls, and yet what truly captivated me was your mind. Your keen insight into the nature of the Primals, your deep understanding of the workings of the arcane, your untempered desire for yet more knowledge... They have well and truly captured my heart.

I presume that you have thus far been unaware of my feelings for you; long have I hidden the true nature of my soul behind a stoic and scholarly exterior. Yet inside I thrill at your every call, my heart soaring at the thought of being by your side to study an Allagan relic, or decipher an ancient text, or discuss a new technique for summoning.

I pray that your own professional demeanor masks feelings to match my own, and that we can be more than friends and colleagues. But give me the chance that we may know each other truly and deeply, and together we will change the world forever.

Magically yours,
Vormaux Haurtefert


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Character: Vormaux Haurtefert
World: Leviathan
Prize: Noble Barding

My Dearest Minfilia,

I am sorry that I never got to tell you how much I love you. Now that you are gone I fear that a part of me is gone as well.
You once told me that I was the one person that you could lean on. The same was true for me. Everything I did was to try and keep you safe. Every time I told someone that we need to act to protect our friends and loved ones yours was the first face in my mind. I have never doubted Hydalyn’s will but this pain I feel in your absence is almost too much. I will however continue to carry as on I know you would want that. I believe in the work we are doing and I hope to make you proud

I place my faith and hope in Hydalyn’s will. I pray to Her daily that once day she will reunite us and when that day comes I will let you know my feelings for you and never take another moment together for granted.

My deepest love,

Your Warrior of Light Clark Griffin


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Written by Clark Griffin of Coeurl. If Selected I would love to have the bluebird earrings

To my dearest Haurchefant,

Pray forgive me for not visiting you as much as I use to. For I've been focusing on making the world a better place once you are reborn anew. Though you may not remember me when you are know that I will always will. For you were dear to me.
As I kneed at your grave I realize that you were the only one that didn't just think of me as just the Warrior of Light. As I watched you slowly die near me you told me that a smile better suits a hero. Lord Haurchefant I have kept smiling even thought the odds weren't in my favor and that I was close to breaking down from how much I have gone through. You showed me that a hero smiled no matter what happens and that is what I've done to keep your final wish as your last dying breath told me. And as the light slowly faded from your eyes and the smile that was still on your face even though you have left this cruel world I realize how much you meant to me. I could have probably prevented the outcome but, I can't change the past I can only look on forward and keep you in my memories.... Haurchefant tell me what am I suppose to do now that I'm here at your grave. The memories are too much for me to handle. I've lost so many friends due to the Echo and receiving the title Warrior of Light. You, Lady Ice Heart, and Moonbrea. If I am the Warrior of Light and I'm suppose to protect the realm then why I couldn't I protect you! This power means nothing if I can't protect whats most dear to me..... but, enough of the what could of happen. I can only hope that I can live up to what you want me to be. And hope that you are smiling and watching me afar.
Oh dear! I ran out of time I'll continue writing another time so wait for me.....

*Valentines Day*

..... It's valentines day when I am continuing writing this. I see happy couples walking by me going to get there reading from the mages to see if they match. Me.... I simply stay watching them smiling. And near my side is your minion that I walk with most of the time. Instead of bright colors I stay in my usual dark colors. I think about Edda and her soon to be husband that she would have got married to if she and him didn't meet their untimely end. I thought about how hard she tried to bring him back costing her to loose her sanity and her own life. Lord Haurchefant would I've ended up like Edda if I didn't have my fellow companions to get me through the grief of your death? It doesn't matter now... after all you are right near me. Even though you are small.


You are always in my thoughts and will be in my heart,
Akaski Serin

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Letter written by: Akaski Serin of the Lamia Server.

Prize: Noble Barding

Cherished Skywatcher of Ul’dah,


. . . In clear skies I spot you as I race on by, with clouds ahead you see them with a weather eye. You are quick to see the heatwave come, and brisk to spot the blizzard’s outcome. Over many lands your eye doth fall, yet do you see me here at all? I have marched through the umbral wind and in gale I ducked while I grinned. Your words I have heeded and through endless quests succeeded. Yet dust storms seem to cloud your sight from the person standing on your right. Gloom is what I feel whenever thunderstorms are your ideal. Umbral static catches your attention whenever I try to show you an invention. My thoughts drag through the fog when snow you write in your log. Whether it be sandstorms or wind, can we ever truly begin? We may speak together of thunder and rain, as long as you divulge for me your name. For through every weather we have experienced together,

I still have the hope that this here is not the end of the rope.


- With fair skies at their sunrise,
☼ Chroma Szurke ☼

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World: Cactuar
Reward: Noble Barding

Magnai,

For things that I am not used to I am admitting this with the fury and rage in my heart. Among my adventures with my companions Alyona and Ariana, I’ve always been the calm one, the understanding one, and the one who keeps the other two out of trouble. With that ever since I laid eyes on you, I felt something within me that was ready to burst out in flames. This made me angry, I wanted to wipe that smirk off your face and put you in your place for speaking to me in that manner. As I continued to help the Mol, I wanted to prove myself to you. Now that I did, i still felt the same, which it grew to frustration. Once going back home and consulting with my partners Alyona and Ariana, they concluded that I have a certain amount of love towards you. At first I found it absurd and I grew frustrated only to realize, they were right, I grew a love toward you from the moment we meet. As a person that never has truly loved, this way was the best way to express the frustrating love I have for you. I still want to surpass you, but in a way to show my affection toward you.

From afar,
Yukisamashi Elysium

Yukisamashi Elysium, Cactuar, Noble Barding

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My dear Inspector Hildibrand,
I began to write you a letter in the utmost haste about a case I had stumbled upon. The matter at hand hitting me so close to home left me a bit frantic, so I checked it before sealing it away and sending it to you- and I solved it. I solved a case on my very own! Oh how proud of me I hope that you are! But I shall not deprive you of the details, no, I shall share with you this case so close to my heart.
There was a girl, whom thought herself sick, all she could think of was this one person, this man plagued her thoughts- no- not plagued, rather he danced about happily in her wonderings and made her smile. She would fondly recall adventures of hilarity and light-hearted times they had shared.
Was she cursed to think only of him, to focus only upon those thoughts and no other this fine Valentione's Day? No, her thoughts warmed her heart, even though she was distracted- it sounds like a wonderful distraction does it not?
Let me tell you... that's when it hit me. I wasn't sick. Yes, this letter is about me- me and you to be more precise. The feelings I am warmed by are of love. You are running through my head- leaving me spinning, ending flutters to my stomach. The thought of seeing you again someday soon gives me so much joy I am almost overwhelmed, in the most delightful way possible I assure you.
So I ask you this, this Valentione's Day filled with hearts, sweets, and passionate reds, will you not be my own sweet Hildibrand?

Yours if you will have me,
Raelene Riverstone


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Raelene Riverstone
World: Lamia
Prize: Scarf of Wondrous Wit

My dearest Lyse,

Yesterday, when you spoke of Countess Arabelle de Valentione and asked me if I’d ever found courage enough to love, I lied when I said I hadn’t. Frankly speaking, my friend, I’ve loved someone for years now -- I just haven’t had the courage to tell her so!

That is, until now.

You see, I've come to realize that I don’t have to tell her myself. I can tell you, and you can tell her for me! Oh, come now. It will be fun! And what are friends for besides?

Now, before you go and tell her how I feel, I must tell you who she is. And to this end, I’ve written a poem that so clearly describes my beloved that not even Papalymo’s explanation is needed to discern her identity:

Like lightning that is greased, a Tornado Kick – released,
Her beauty sends my Inner Beast berserking.
And in spite of all my Cleaves,
Her Gut Wrenchers give to me,
More of the butterflies that I’ve been shirking.

Isn’t it obvious who’s hexed me, Lyse? When you see her, will you please tell her to put on those perfect pair of pantalettes and meet me once again atop the Reach? I’ll be there after sunset.

And one more thing. Call it nerves, but could you tell her to hurry?

From the moment I first gazed upon those Ala Mhigan thighs,
I’ve been lovesick for the girl who wouldn’t show the world her eyes.
And though sometimes I wondered if she could see me stare,
My fear is now that one day she won’t notice that I’m here.

Happy Valentione’s Day!

Your loyal friend and Right Fist,
Ramza Strife

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Character: Ramza Strife
World: Gilgamesh
Desired Prize: Noble Barding

Estinien,

I wish you had accompanied me this morning; the weather, albeit characterized with its usual wintry gusts and ashen skies, was painted by veins of lavender and gold as the dawn spilled over the mountains of Coerthas and silhouetted Ishgard, like an ethereal blanket.

Haurchefant really does have the greatest spot in all of Eorzea, doesn’t he?

Today, I replaced the flowers you had laid for him and Ysayle once more. I hope you fancy Ishgardian oldroses – specifically, the white ones. Funny, they always reminded me of their silvery hair – and yours as well.

How many times has it been? How many bouquets of flowers have scattered to the winds? I’ve seen them every so often, not only to pray for them, but also to pray for you.

I pray you are in good health, and in greater company. I pray that you will find whatever it is you seek in your journey throughout the realms, and hope you find your voyage not too lonely. I pray to meet you again, in person, so we can share our stories of adventure and reflections of the past.

I pray that I have the chance to finally tell you what I’ve wanted to tell to you for quite some time.

I’m not sure where you have gone, but I hope this letter somehow reaches you; I’ve entrusted it to my most dependable Moogle companion, one of many that we had met in the Churning Mists, who speaks of you as fondly as I do.

May you have safe travels, Estinien, and know that you are always in my thoughts. And if you ever find yourself in need of a friend, I trust you always know where to find me.


With love,
Lucillia

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Character: Lucillia Rigel
World: Zalera.
Prize: Noble Barding

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Hello Dreamer. How long has it been since I last gazed upon your face? Since we used to laugh and run around, adventuring at our own pace? Hello Watcher. Do you still peer a top your peak? A crystal mountain heavens high, showing all you seek? Hello Royal. Are you happy still? A crimson gaze and a smile that sends me chills?

Hello Royal. How I miss you, as the days and nights drag by. Cycles phase to grains of sand, sifting through the tide. I remember when I last awoke, when you had gone and left my side. You said “Hello Hero,” and ran off with this new friend. How I would have intervened had I known it was the end.

Hello Raa. I stand before these doors of old, knocking hard, the stone is cold. Oh, how I wish you would awake, to join our aether and bind our fate. I feel emptiness and anger, but I love you, and face the danger. I hope one day to meet again. I pray to the Twelve it’s not the end, but until that day…

Goodbye Stranger.

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NPC: G'raha Tia
Character: Amira Lockheart
World: Zalera
Prize: Noble Barding

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I still cannot believe that I am writing this.

It’s funny, I remember hating you despite never meeting you- and who could blame me? The stories and legacy you left upon the realm were needless to say the writing on the wall.

Nael van Darnus, if that is your real name, for the fleeting moment we met, I felt something stir within my heart that I had to quickly quell lest I lose to you in battle, but in that frozen moment I was taken aback by the beauty that your rugged argent armor had hidden from me.

What surprised me even more was that exchange you parted upon me before your second untimely demise.

“Only unbending resolve and merciless strength can conquer what lies ahead.”

I have taken those words to heart, and they have been what I fall back on when times are dire.

I do not know if there was a part of you that wished for some sort of redemption, or that there a part of you that had not succumbed to the will of Dalamund and its ungodly power; and you wished to help in some manner, but I have solace in knowing that one of the greatest legends of our time gave me the strength and fortitude to end the Dragonsong War, liberate Ala Mhigo, and work towards a future that would impress even you.

I must burn this letter lest my companions find it, for no one must know about the feelings that I have for you.

If somehow these words ever reach you, please know that I love you.

Know that I will carry on your legacy as a Dragoon for the power of good.

Your indirect protégé,
Risen Emmeryn


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Character: Risen Emmeryn
World: Cactuar
Desired Prize: Scarf of Wondrous Wit

[Hidden deep in a desk drawer in an Ishgardian inn, forgotten and undelivered]

Y’shtola,

These days without you… I have a lot of regrets, all of us do, but in the quieter evenings when I miss you the most I keep coming back to the same thought.

I never told you how much you mean to me. I never said how you set my heart racing every time you look at me, how your support is what gives me the strength to slay the gods themselves. I did that on purpose, of course. How could I possibly put words to the feeling you gave me when I first laid eyes on you that fateful night in Limsa? How could I ever measure up to your grace and poise in the face of any trial? I do try to deserve your trust, maybe even win your affections, but I know better. I could never deserve you, this is just a foolish crush that I should forget and let go. We all have more pressing matters to focus on, there’s not time to devote to these butterflies in my heart.

But I can’t let it go. I can’t let you go. Everyday I feel your absence and I’m faced with the same regret over and over.

I never told you I love you. And now I don’t know if I’ll ever have the chance.

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Silently and forever yours,
Sihri

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Character: Sihri Idris
World: Jenova
Prize: Blue Bird Earrings

To my Enemy and my equal, The Ebon Claw,

I Shake my head in disbelief as I pour my words to paper. I struggled with writing you for a very long time, but decided it best--if only to make the fluttering in my chest stop. I can only hope this letter reaches you.

It has been many months since our last encounter where I foiled yours and your masters’ villainous plans to devastate the Beastmen. But alas, to my own confusion it's not your dreadful deeds that keeps my thoughts fixated on you.

I conjure up images of you that quicken my heart. Your charcoal skin glowing in the light. The ferocity of your pale blue eyes. Beside your looks, I have never seen a swordsman of such skill. You emanate such a boldness and determination that I can't help but admire or even adore. If only you could use all of your talents for good. Maybe then, I could hope that we would be something more than enemies.

It's silly isn't it? I bet that you’re laughing at the thought of me; the Warrior of Light swooning over you. I pray to Hydaelyn for strength to resist while repeating your offenses like a mantra. But still your cocky smile and the smugness you seemed to be drenched in, makes me swoon and it leaves my pulse in my throat.

Im writing to you Nhaza’a Jaab because I know that you haven't fallen so far into the dark, you can come back from this, like you always do, but hopefully this time you will choose to be by my side.

-Tentatively your’s
Red Hayate



Red Hayate (Cactuar)
Bluebird Earring

Dear Y’shtola,

The seasons turn, Mameshibae the realm over bark in the new year, and once again I’ve found myself Goaded into assisting with the Valentione’s Day celebration, all for the promise of Lisette’s perennially inedible chocolate (which, utterly lacking in flavor or nutritional content, can unaccountably be exchanged for partially complete airborne home furnishings). House Valentione has seen fit to install a large and elaborate course tended by oddly violent Moogles for the purpose of determining romantic compatibility. (Incidentally, have you been hearing the grumblings of adventurers still hoping for a house in the Lavender Beds, Infuriated at this extravagant use of public land?)

Which brings me to my point: my dear Y’shtola, thinking back on the friends and strangers with whom I’ve run through that maze, I confess I wish that it had instead been you tethered to me by a proximity-sensitive beam of light. Since that stormy evening a lifetime ago, when we first met on that ship to Limsa Lominsa, I’ve been smitten with your beauty, your intelligence, your impressive collection of elevated footwear.

Sometimes, when the two of us have been in The Rising Stones together, I’ve fancied that, when our gazes chanced to meet, your eyes would linger on mine just a moment longer than would those of a disinterested colleague, though it’s admittedly become harder to tell for sure since your incident with the Lifestream.

Like Titan, my heart lies exposed before you, glistening with the overmeldings of a dozen Grade VI Materia of Love, a Holmgang of affection binding it to yours. Would you grant me the Clemency of knowing my feelings are reciprocated, or am I Doomed to find my Spirits Within diminished by a mere Circle of Scorn?

In short, would you be my Valentione?

Yours,
Rexaius Thundersoul


Character Name: Rexaius Thundersoul
World: Balmung
Prize Selection: Noble Barding

Dear Minfilia's dress:

You are a magnificent work of art. You show just the right amount of skin to be sexy, but still strong. You look like you could hold up in a fight without restricting movement.

Someday, I want to be inside you.

Love,
Ensu Verna, Jenova

(I'd like a bluebird earring please)

Ser Aymeric de Borel,
By the Twelve, I hope you never read this. I’m not exactly the best with words, and I would be beyond embarrassed to have you read anything I put on parchment. However, I know I’m better off putting my feelings into words. I don’t expect that the words will be all that meaningful since I’m really better at rambling than putting a sentence together into cohesive thought. I’ll do my best, but really I’m already failing.
I’ve admired you from the moment we met. I’ve seen the way you lead your people. Not through fear faceless loyalty, but with an accepting nature that draws them to you. They don’t follow you because they must, but because they want to. You lead by example, working alongside those who would follow you rather than give direction from a distance. You have welcomed into your inner circle those that others would have shunned.
Beyond admiring your leadership, I can’t help but be drawn to simple conversation with you. Though there have been rare chances to talk about much of anything besides the dire straits we find ourselves in from one day to the next. Still, I’m enchanted by the way you manage to keep levity despite circumstances and, from a more superficial standpoint, the very sound and cadence of your voice.
Of course, there are a lot of superficial reasons to be attracted to you, but I was trying to not to be so shallow. Your easy smile and bright eyes, the way you hold yourself with poise and grace.
I’ll stop here since I feel like I’m starting to ramble and I would hate to make you suffer through that. Thank you for tolerating this, and for your constant inspiration.

With all respect and sincerity,Rowen Adlebrandt

Written by Rowen Adlebrandt of Cactaur. If I am selected, I would like the Noble Barding. Thank you for your time.

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My dear X'rhun Tia,

As I write this, I'm currently on a ship en route to the east. I dare not say more though. But that tidbit isn't why I'm writing. My reason is, well, because I miss you.

That's really all it is, I miss you a lot. I'm sitting here surrounded by an endless sea of blue, and all I can think of is how the sky is the same color as your eyes. And just like every time that I rush off on an adventure, I wonder if it'll be the last time I see you, If you'll still be there when I get back. I'm sick of just leaving everything up in the air.

I adore you. I may be a keeper of the moon, but you bring sunshine to my life. You've always treated me as an equal, and not as some errand girl, like everyone else seems to do. Being the warrior of light is tiring, but those few moments I get with you rejuvenate me. Your smile, the sound of your voice, even the way your tail swishes, tiny things like these make me feel at peace. When I'm with you, I can just forget about my destiny and my duty. I can just be me, a girl whose heart has been stolen away by a roguishly handsome swordsman.

I'm not sure when I'll return, but until I do, I'll carry you in my heart as I strive to liberate your home.

Your student,
Zwerivelle

PS
Please train Arya to dodge better. She's not very good at getting out of the way of enemy fire.


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Zwerivelle Lumei - Omega
I'd like bluebird earrings if I win please!

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Dear Arenvald,

I’m sure our past selves would fail to recognize us as we are now. A simple shepherd woman and refugee, now slayer of eikons and liberators of countries. Our paths may have began similarly, yet there were many twists and turns before our destinies began to weave together upon meeting in the Waking Sands, that fateful day. I thank the Twelve every moment they allowed our narratives to be shared, especially in delivering a land rightfully ours from the Empire. How lucky was I to have you at my side.

There are simply not enough words in our common language to describe how my heart brims with pride for you and your triumphs. Forgive me for failing to hide my tears of joy as I witnessed you waving the banner of Ala Mhigo, signaling an end to an era of strife and oppression. In my defense, I’m sure A'aba and Aulie would have done the same.

Arenvald — I am so proud of you. A Garlean “mutt” you are no longer. And should anyone, ANYONE refer to you as such, they’ll have to answer to me, do you understand?

You are more. You are so, SO much more to me. You are a scion, a hero, but most importantly, my friend and I hope more than a friend, if you allow so. No pressure, unless you don’t see me like that then ignore this completely—

No matter where you choose to spread your wings, Gyr Abania or Eorzea, I hope to be beside you, always.

In my thoughts,
Felda Wingates

P.S. —And please—do give yourself more credit. This is the Warrior of Light gushing about your accomplishments, after all. Take pride!


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Felda Wingates (Ultros).
Bluebird Earrings, please!
God, I've stanned this boy since 2.0 it's about darn time.

M'naago,

I am sure this letter will arrive far too late and at the most inconvenient of times. If my luck is truly as awful as I fear, years will have gone by before you see the words I have chosen to pen here. But, luck or no luck, I am struck by the urge to write to you.

The day we first met, I will confess that I held no thoughts of attempted friendship. All I saw was an injured Miqo’te, dressed in the hodgepodge gear of an Ala Mhigan rebel, begging for our aid. I knew your plight, but took it as just another incident.

But as you recovered, as we spoke with each other, something sparked. A flare of trust sprang from within me, a flare I had not dared to feel since before the end of the Dragonsong War. After the Baelsar’s Wall incident, I became preoccupied with other troubles. It was not until we met again that my thoughts returned to you.

As we fought together in the liberation, I began to see you as someone more than a friend. I saw someone I could call “sister” without shame. When you asked me to aid you in providing for the orphans and widows, full glad was I to say, “Yes.”

All this foolishness is to say this, Naago: you are as family to me. A blessing in trial and peace. A lamp in darkness and shade in summer. I have truly come to love you as a sister and friend with whom I may share my heart.

May your steps be sound,
Kirete Inaiseishin

P.S. – And tell the material supplier to see if they can get some halfway decent components next time. Maybe then you will let me make more than a handful each week.

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Letter penned by Kirete Inaiseishin of Ultros. If selected as the winning entry, the preferred prize is the Scarf of Wondrous Wit.

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To my dearest V'kebbe,

Oh Menphina, you have blessed me with a sight rivaling even thine own! For each day on the peak of the sun's warm embrace, you provide me with a hallowed visage that I am unable to return a thousand times over. I lose myself in the abyss of her dusky violet eyes, I freeze, bound by her enrapturing gaze. I am taken to the farthest reaches of the heavens by the scent of her crimson hair, blowing loosely in the salty winds of the Rhotano coasts. Her stance, confidently and unwarily oblivious to the scores of unready souls she has captivated into hopeless admiration. Her skin, offering but a glimpse into the forbidden delights reserved for a privileged few.

Every turn of the sun I walk to the Bismarck, on the dawn's first bell. Contributing my humble riches to the culinarians working tirelessly, so that she may be gifted with the most delicious finger sandwiches to be found on this corner of Hydaelyn. To insist on complete discretion so that my ardor for her be not prematurely revealed. For what do I have to offer her but less of what she so wholeheartedly deserves. No, the revelation of my adoration for her shall only be brought to her attention when I can rightly honor her otherworldly gifts.

Oh, my V'kebbe, how much more must I toil? How much longer must I silently admire you? Until I am able to dedicate myself wholly to you? To hear my name leave thy lips in modest gratitude, to feel thy warmth, to finally love not from afar, but in intimate closeness and in witness to all.

Forever and truly yours,
D.N.

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Danielle Nightingale of Leviathan
Prize: Scarf of Wondrous Wit

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My Dearest Eos,

We’ve been through a lot together you and I, from low level dungeons to savage raids you have always been helping me from behind. Though sometimes I feel like I ruin too many things due to my tendency to get overly heated making situations broil over. Yet it dawns on me that regardless of that you always whisper nothing but encouragement and give me the warmest of embraces. That’s without saying you and I haven’t had our fair share of arguments, sometimes you don't listen to me when I ask you to do certain tasks. And at other times I drain the energy out of you. However, we sustain each other and even if our relationship is too much of an eye for an eye; I hope you know that no matter how many times I use dissipation, my love for you never will.

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Nina Arcane l Coeurl
Scarf of Wondrous Wit

Sasara Sara of Ultros
Noble Barding
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Dearest Nanamo Ul Namo,

I hope this day finds you well. It seems we are fated to live in tumultuous times, and I know the departure of Raubahn still troubles you. He was my commander as well, and is a good man. He will do right by the Ala Mhigans, and you were right to send him to them, but I know it must have been hard regardless. We have had to make many hard choices since that fateful day we first met under the Sultantree.

In truth, in that encounter, I hadn't thought much of you. Some spoiled noble brat, perhaps. But then, I was hardly any better, a petty sellsword come to Ul'dah with gil in her eyes. Of course, I was mistaken. I came to realize that, and to realize many things about myself as well, at the banquet that soon followed, when I had a chance to talk to General Aldynn. He was the one who told me of your efforts on the behalf of the people of Ul'dah.

I think it was those words which convinced me that I had a responsibility to the people of Ul'dah, and indeed, to all Eorzea. There are those who call me a “warrior of light” because of my gifts, but it was your struggle which showed me the light. You of course know all that came thereafter. War, tragedy, desperation... and triumph. I believe both of us have accomplished much in those days that followed, despite many setbacks.

If I might be so bold, if you have a free moment in the coming days, we could spend it together. Perhaps I could prepare your favorite dishes again? I very much enjoy your company, dearest Nanamo, and I hope to share in it again soon.

-Your Sasara Sara

Dear, Women of Eorzea or better known as the Gems of Eorzea.

Ahoy, there. It's your faithful Captain of the Five Seas at your beckoning reach. I could sit here and write about the radiance you all simply bestow but I feel, I'm short worded. Valentione is coming around the corner and my one solid golden eye manages to scout out all the pleasurable delights you leave revealed, for when I anchor down my sturdy sails.

I take it as my duty to ensure you're fulfilled with happiness and never dreadfully left alone upon any occasion when my offering hand is left open to grasp to escort you. Allow my words to navigate to your beating hearts and enlighten them with captivation. For it is you, that is the pristine and prime definition of being a treasure, I seek. Allow me, to leave with joyous memories and a smile upon your lips, a token of our shared heart filled a day with the ripest of roses between your fingertips. I'll await your answer by the pier.

Loved, Captain Kuro Solaire

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Written by - Kuro Solaire of Balmung.
If chosen as a winner - Prize : Ahriman Choker.

To her majesty, the Ruby Princess.

I pray that this message finds you well Kurenai. Hopefully your duties as the Ruby Princess have not been too tedious or dull. I especially hope that harm hasn’t come your way either from those creatures of the void.

While assisting the Blue Kojin of Tamamizu, my tasks now every now and then bring me near Sui-no-Sato. Seeing the village every so often reminds me of when I first met you there and of the journey we undertook together in order to wake Hisui. The memory of that adventure is something I look back on fondly. And so my thoughts of you have compelled me to send you this letter.

The last we bade farewell, we both expressed our wishes that we would meet each other once again. Even Shiosai had hoped that it would not be the last time we saw each other as well. For he had realized that letting you go out into the world had allowed you to grow and he had thanked me for being there with you.

So I hope that as soon as you are able, we can meet once more and go on another adventure. We can go and see the lands beyond the Ruby Sea. We can forge new tales together. And hopefully our legends will turn out to have a happy ending for us just like it did the Hyuran Fisherman and the Ruby Princess.

Until then, warm regards.

And if the one reading this letter is a certain look-alike that’s swapped places, I would like to give you my warm regards as well Hisui. I hope you can pass this message along to Kurenai when next you see her.



Aldous Fletcher - Cactuar
Scarf of Wondrous Wit

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My dear friend,

I know how strange it is to receive a letter from me. We see each other nearly every week, helping the families of the resistance. It's such solemn but enriching work. I know how heavily it weighs upon you, and a recent visit to Gridania inspired me to take action. An Ishgardian noblewoman by the name of Lisette de Valentione has been hosting a perculiar event, Valentione's Day. Perhaps you've heard of it?

The day is an annual celebration of the power of love, where Ishgardians are encouraged to confess their feelings to those they adore. Lisette has spread these celebrations beyond the border of Ishgard, and her troupe has certainly transformed Gridania's amphitheatre! Hearing her talk about her ancestor and her sacrifice, and seeing how it has so strongly moved the Gridanians... my heart sang of you.

Most wonderful Naago, in all of my travels I have never met a braver woman. You thought yourself a small part of the resistance, but you were a shining light! I spoke with those stationed in Rhalgar's Reach; more than your successful missions, it was your encouragement and smile that fought off despair. You have many admirers, and with this letter I do what they dared not. I love you, Naago! Your fierce dedication to your people would move even the drill sergeants of the Coral Tower, and yet you have such a gentle, kind nature. I've found myself thinking of you more and more, and now being with you makes my heart swell to the point of bursting! Won't you please join me in Gridania this week? Lisette has a marvelous event planned, and I would be honored beyond measure if you would come.

Forever yours,
Lymsleia

P.S. I'll be staying at The Roost. Use your usual knock.

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Character Name: Suddenly Catgirls
World: Coeurl
Desired Prize: Mandragora Choker

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Translation from Eorzean:
My Dearest Friend,
It sure has been a while since we last talked, hasn’t it? I hope that where you are, you are OK. Did you hear? I was able to help Doma and Ala Mhigo regain their homes! It was pretty hard, even scary at times, but I’m sure you would be proud. I wish you could have seen it. Speaking of, I feel like I saw you in the final battle against Niddhog... Was it truly you?

Dearest Haurchefant, not a day goes by where I don’t think of you. I miss you so much to the point that it hurts. Every day without you is a struggle, and it’s really hard sometimes, but I keep trying to move forward.

I never got the chance to say how truly grateful I was for the times we had spent together, and all of your help when I needed it...but from the bottom of my heart I wanted to tell you that I am deeply thankful, I miss you, and I love you.

Yours,
Okita Souji
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Okita Souji / Sargatanas
Desired prize: Noble Barding

Minfilia, Minfilia, when will you come back?
I've not seen you since the dark warrior's attack.

You gave yourself to Hydaelyn, with generosity in your heart,
in spite of the pain it caused us, to forever be apart.

I will keep this world safe, balanced in both dark and light,
With Alphinaud, with the Scions, with all my might.

So don't worry, be safe, in the other world you are,
where you guide those dark warriors, like you did for us, for so far.

I defeated the dreadwyrm Nidhogg, with all his might and fury.
To save Ishgard, and end the war, we ended his story.

We fought Zenos, Son of the emperor and a few times I fell.
But still I live, still fight, sparing my was his death knell.

I faught Shinryu, Nidhogg's eatherial heir and primal of the Griffon.
A beast so mighty, even legendary Omega couldn't finish him.

Still I won, in the end, though he were difficult, and I battered.
With this, we won Ala Mhigo, and began to rebuild the nation, worn and tattered.

Minfilia, Minfilia, why do I tell all this to you?
Listen well, listen close, for these words ring true.

I would do it all and more, a hundred, a thousand time more...
just to see you once again. There is nothing more I, we, wish for.


Lalalara Jajarala- Siren
Ahriman Choker

For my dearest Saint Shiva,

It is such a strange and near-wondrous feeling to know we shall never meet again-- and, should by some fortune we do, I shall have to end that meeting. The wonder in it leaves me awake late at night, pondering. How is it that knowing we are to forever be apart only makes my fondness grow deeper? That the absence of the chill you bring makes my desire only stronger? To be frank, I worry what would happen were you to be brought back into this world for one glorious moment. You must understand, it is not through distaste that I would end your existence; it is simply my lot in life, the one meaning I have gathered from the constant turbulence this land brings. And yet, there is the smallest hesitation in me. Were you to appear, I would come before you, as always-- and yet would I do so with weapon in-hand, or to prostrate myself at your feet? There are nights when I lay awake, contemplating how it would feel to be a statue of ice at your beck and call.

I cannot say I would oppose it.

Perhaps Ysayle's demise was for the greater good, after all.

Yours,
Nena

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Nena Neirmhuyo of Mateus. I would very much appreciate the bluebird earrings, if I won!

LOVE LETTERS WITH EYDRIS NIDHOGGSLAYER (Gilgamesh and The ahriman choker)

Dearest Zenos Yae Galvushttps://goo.gl/images/WHCNAo,

You crave the thrill of battle . However what you don’t know is that you thrill me. When our cold steel clashes my blood warms half from the exertion of our fight but so too because I get to stand near you. There are probably one thousand and one garleans to tell you of your excellence, however I do hope you won’t contest with one humble elezen telling you the same thing. Your skill on the battlefield is a fierce as the mightiest of wyrms in the Dravania. Though one cannot help but notice your weaponry skills are not all that is striking about you. The empire is renowned for its technological advances, I must say the breeding seems to be just as comely.

Perhaps this is strange even to receive a letter from the opposing side but you called me your one true friend, and I can’t help but think of this at times. Perhaps I even dream of you as more than that.

With adoration,

Eydris Niddhogslayer, The crimson dragoon.

To Yugiri Mistwalker

Yugiri,

I had hoped to find you that I might speak to you in person. Alas, that elusiveness of yours remains one challenge I doubt I shall ever conquer. Even so, there is something I must say. After the events of these past few weeks I've been forced to realize a truth I once tried to ignore, a truth I daren't let go unsaid any longer.

Yugiri Mistwalker, I love you.

From the moment you first allowed us to lay eyes upon your visage, I thought you were beautiful. And even before then, I could not help but admire your genuine character and devotion. As time passed, and we worked and fought together, albeit often on battlefields of our own, that admiration only grew, and soon I found myself wrestling with feelings I did not know what to make of. In hindsight, I was probably afraid. Afraid of rejection. Afraid of sullying a relationship with a comrade with emotions that couldn't be accepted.

But most of all, I was afraid of hurting you. As closely tied as our causes have become, you have your own obligations to fulfill, and your own battles to fight, in places and ways that I cannot aid you, however much I wish I could. In the event that you returned my feelings, I feared that I might force anguish upon you, presenting a choice with no clean answers.

Truth be told, I’m still afraid. But losing you I fear even more, and our situation seems to grow ever more precarious. Alas, the parchment runs short. In Shirogane, there is a small shrine beside an out of the way beach. If you would accept these selfish feelings of mine, meet me there. Elsewise, I shan’t speak of this again.

Until next we meet,

Sarkan

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Written by Sarkan Arkhas
Server: Coeurl
If chosen, Scarf of Wondrous Wit

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To Her Excellency Admiral Merlwyb Bloefhiswyn,

I'm not a stalker, I promise. I didn't apply to the Yellow Jackets in hope that I could be the one selected to bring you your morning tea, and I'm not upset they rejected my application. Whoever told you that I sit in the same seat in the Bismarck every day on the off-chance that I can catch a glimpse of you walking to your private barge has an active imagination indeed. I certainly wasn't hoping to make contact with those pale, icy eyes colder than Leviathan's locker that probably conceal a heart warmer than Ifrit's abode. I'll admit I'm impressed that you've managed to bring together so many disparate pirate crews under one banner and wrangle them into behaving themselves, but I honestly don't fantasize about you disciplining me, and definitely not in ways unsuitable for public discussion!

What's that? Lyngsath says I asked what your favorite meal is? Well, there's a perfectly logical explanation for that: I figured that a woman who's so well-traveled, who manages a trade hub as active as Kugane, and who rubs elbows with so many diplomats must have truly fine dining taste. I swear, I didn't order it along with my usual meal and fantasize about dining with you. I was just unusually hungry that day.

No, I don't know who left the bouquet in Bulwark Hall. I'm sure Zanthael was mistaken when he reported a gorgeous dusky Elezen fleeing the scene. But perhaps I can be of assistance in figuring out who it was? Let me know when your schedule permits. I'll be the one wearing the low v-cut red silk dress.

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Character: Rhialda Nemanna | World: Gilgamesh | Desired prize: Bluebird Earrings

Dear Jacke,

From the day we met when I stumbled into the abode of The Dutiful Sisters of the Edelweiss, I will never forget your face when you equipped me with my own pair of teeth. I have seen the sandwiches that you have eaten and I loved the thought of sharing them with you. I know we have gone our separate ways since feasting on some sharks, but please know that these stars I throw are ones I wish upon to see you again. I promise to make an effort to come visit again sometime, as it has been far too long. However, for now, I have one question for you. Will you be my Valentoine?

--Your Secret, though not so secret for you I bet, Admirer

PS: 9, 22, 89, 55, 41 -- I'm sure you'll figure it out!


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Written By: Zeke Nightblade on Coeurl;
Prize desired: Bluebird Earring (for my Sister!)

I remember the time we first met in that dark, dank, dreary cave. The sun was low on the horizon and the shadows cast by the soft glow of dying lanterns illuminated the waters with a mysterious light. Looking down into their depths I could barely see my reflection; fitting as it felt a mirror to the turbulence in my heart.

With a conflicted conscious, I cast out into that little hole, line hooked with nothing but hope and a basket of flies that might as well have come from my stomach. The two flittered in much the same fashion. Thus I waited there, at the edge of earth and water, connected only by a thin line connected to the rod in my shaking hands. They say there are many fish in the sea, but here in this forgotten watering hole where both man and beast are blind the only one I yearned for was you.

My hands shook as the line between my world and yours bent. I reeled, not knowing if I was prepared for what was about to happen. What if I messed up? What if I wasn't good enough for you? What if this lifeline of mine snapped and left me adrift upon solid ground?

But you didn't do that. As if guided by the Navigator's hand, you came to me. My eyes sparkled as clung by your large, wondrous mouth to my line. Water streaming off your bulbous, beautiful body you flew into my arms. As you flailed and locked my eyes with your beady, black orbs, I knew at that moment I had found a kindred spirit.

I will never forget that day, nor how it felt when you entered my life, Cupfish.

I love you.


Character: Dawne Lightbringer/ World: Cactuar/ Prize: Scarf of Wondrous Wit