A lonesome dark night
Pumpkin hat on my crown gleam
One hour more to sleep
A lonesome dark night
Pumpkin hat on my crown gleam
One hour more to sleep
Tinkling laughter peals
Frost cools wroth flame of summer
Another corpse falls
A system is not made good by its potential; amazing potentials are wasted, unrecognized and unutilized everywhere every single day. Potential is a measure for nothing. It is the superfluous 'might have been' when taking what is and is not to account. It does nothing; it means nothing unless acted upon and the time to act upon it is always now. Not tomorrow, not 'Soon™' - Now.
TL;DR - Do it right or don't bother.
The Bowl Of Embers
Watch Ifrit Burn My Costume
Primals Can't Be Friends
Trick or Treat, Dare me?
Skeletons, spirits and haunts!
A Realm Reborn Night!
As one tank stands still
Enough Ifrit's enmity
Would you try again?
Ghosts? I don't see any.
Keeping my nose to ingots
All day and all night.
In darkness they play
The Ghosts and Ghouls with delight
Until morning comes
It's not that I forget, it's just that I don't care.
The dark night creeps in
Frightening ghosts soon appear
Madness consumes me
Spirits, Beasts and Men
On All Saints' Wake they gather
Blessed are the Twelve
Ghosts in Ul'dah square
Children greet all with the candy rain
My heart wanna rest here
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