Dear Miounne,

I continue my adventures in the now distant lands of Doma. But upon this time of Valentione, I can only think of how much I miss what I once called home.

I pray that this poem reaches you so that it can inspire others who followed you, just as I did before.

My mognificent Miounne,
more motherly than the moon.

From first findings,
to Hydaelyn's hollowed howlings.
Eorzea ever endeavors,
to stifle sudden surrenders.

Remember the Motherly Miounne,
who withholds our realm reborn.
Fight for even greater glory,
so songs sing not of an arrival awry.

Delightedly doubtful a Dalamud,
But a moon my Motherly Miounne.

Do not mistake it for a love poem, but a remembrance that home has a heart. So please keep Gridania thriving and beating as you always have. In due time I shall return!

Name: Hibiscus Syriacus
World: Excalibur
Preferred Prize: Noble Barding.