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

[JeraDarkill]

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

[DiscoDuck]

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.




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

[tamtaro]

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)

[Zotahna]

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)

[MicahEnaali]

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

[TheRedChameleon]

We live in a world of legends and myths. We live among mighty heroes on fantastical quests who venture to every corner of the realm.

However, this is not everyone's path. So this is my grand proclamation of admiration for all of you, you as of yet untold tales. Here is to you, the land-lubberin roegadyn in Vesper Bay who has yet to grow his sea legs. Here's to you, the Wood Wailers deep in your tankards at Buscarron's Druthers, so deep that the world beyond your cup may not even exist. Here's to you, the men and maidens unwinding with a dip in the refreshing springs of Camp Bronze Lake. My heart goes out to each and every one of you for without you, though Eorzea may perhaps still face the threat of world ending catastrophes and an oppressive empire, there would be no one for the mighty heroes of the realm to protect

Forever yours, Hanana Hana

(Hanana Hana of Ultros, Scarf of Wondrous Wit)

[frederickrolled]

Dearest Curious Gorge,

I pray you don't take as long reading this letter as you have deciphering those ancient texts.

Though we meet often, our usual place a delight for me to scurry to, the secluded area much more different from the vast blue of the unending coast, I find myself still wanting to see you any moment I can, needing to be in your warm presence time and time again. Parting is such sweet sorrow, as they say...

In the little time we've come to know each other you easily taught me techniques I thought way beyond my skill level, urged me to harness my inner beast, showed me what it means to be a true warrior, one that protects those they cherish no matter what. But I believe the most important thing you've taught me..is how to love.

Your infectious smile, your ways in the midst of a fight, your amiable demeanor despite having a past of pain...it's indescribable what it does to my heart. When we clashed axes, I was afraid. Not of you or what you'd do, but if I'd lose you, to a beast you tried so hard to control. Yet when I saw you smile again, a renewed glow in your eyes upon seeing your brother, and yourself, freed at last, I knew our fright (get it?) was for the best.

You often told me it was commendable how I was able to master my beast, how it was a result of my bonds. That I feel is partly true...for it was you who kept me going, striving to work for a better future for you.

I hope someday I can prove this undying love to you, in the blistering heat of battle...or in the crisp air of peace.

Stay Gorgeous, Gorge,
Volsa'to Lhorau

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Written by Volsa'to Lhorau of Mateus. If my piece is chosen, I'd like the Ahriman Choker. Thank you for reading!

[RyantiVeanysus]

To Y'shtola Rhul



I remember what spring feels like. It was during its last incarnation that I first laid my eyes upon you. The sun kissed my skin with its newfound warmth. Bushels of yellow daffodils were freshly picked and resting in their places in the market stalls. But it was you that embodied the spring more than anything.

You were walking with purpose. Your steps were as graceful as they were powerful. Your robes flowed to the current of the spring winds, and your platinum hair caught the afternoon sun as a waterfall would glisten in the brightest of days. I bumped into your shoulder. My apology was swift. You smiled. It was as if your eyes had captured the winter’s past within their color, but your smile was warm and bright as a flower in bloom.

You gave me your name, and I have never forgotten.

I wish that I could have said something more than sorry then. As soon as I was mesmerized by your smile and voice was as soon as I felt the gentle wind of your departure. I should have said more. I should have asked if I could join you in your stroll. Now I find myself asking you after all this time.

I wish to ask you if you would like to walk with me, hand in hand, smile to smile. To walk down the gilded halls of the Ossuary, amongst the vineyards of Wineport, or along the beautiful crystals of Lake Silvertear. After I heard of your recent injuries, I more than ever wish I could have asked you sooner. I was afraid, but love is more powerful than doubt, and love is what I feel for you.

Will you walk with me?


With unfading memory,

Ryanti Veanysus


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Server: Balmung. Prize: Ahriman Choker.

[Cascaper]

Dear Alphinaud:
I have lost count of how many times I've tried to write this letter. I thought coming here to Plum Spring would help- a scene more suited to confessions of the heart may not exist anywhere else. The scent of blossoms fills the air, and the sunlight rests its warm hand on my head, as though telling me not to be afraid- to boldly set down what I must say. Yet my pen still falters.

-Forgive that ink blot. My hand was shaking. Now that it is steadier, I can write the fateful words: I love you.

I would tell you how long I have felt this way, if I could think of aught but having you with me wherever I go. It is selfish of me, yes, but I am only mortal- even I cannot be completely selfless.

I love you, everything about you- the sound of your footsteps, the spark in your eyes. I love your moonlight hair and your artist's hands. I love your flusters even better than your ordinary assurance, and your smile... means more to me than I can possibly say. (Perhaps it is better, after all, that I am writing this rather than telling it to your face. I feel myself blushing far too much.)

I realize this is a great deal to take in. Please know that I mean every word.

If you find that your own heart agrees with mine, write “Yes” on the back of this letter and send it back to me. If it doesn't, return it anyway, with a “No” on the back. However you answer, I will always remain

Your devoted

Ascella

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Ascella Parvin, of Siren. If I am chosen, I would prefer the Bluebird Earring for my prize.

[AnnieWaterflower]

To: E-Sumi-Yan

After a long time trying to be an example to the divine and human purity, today I have fallen before the temptation to write a letter that reveals my most intimate secrets, and although I've tried to calm my anxieties, I'm forced by fate to quit my silence and celibate to tell you what's happening lately with my lack of concentration during casting spells and protecting people.

Five years went by since first we met, five years in which I learned my duty as a white mage, overcoming trials and dominate my conjurer's mastery to be who am I, and all this happened because we met. Call it fate or what you want, but I know if it wasn't for you, I'll probably be now someone else... someone without goals in life, who's fortune it's just made by trading items or love for nothing but money. As some of my citizens of my grateful Ul'dah, that I'm not proud to mention.

Despite my own nature, a touch of angel changed my path, and today black magic have been removed from my soul, modifying who am I as a caterpillar who daze about to be a Morpho and now flies through the sky in a new glaring dream.

In conclusion... I love you... but if my path negates me the opportunity to be with you, I'll sacrifice everything to continue serving to my country and stay at least as your friend.
Sincerely in Love. Taiga Minami



--- Written by Taiga Minami from Hyperion. If I win i'd love to have Noble Barding as a prize