Memoirs of Adventure Creative Writing Contest (NA) - Official Entry Thread

[RelmelaPicto]

The Prissy Pictomancer


Hardly two summers have passed since I made sojourn from the motherland to the world wider. Day in and day out I find myself surprised at how Eorzeans carry themselves and just how alike we are in spite of the many shapes and sizes we come in.

I was such a naive girl when I set out from Thamasa. I remember me granddad was so upset that I would leave ere long. he worried endlessly, being a scholar who specializes in the new world, that may have colored his perception on the rest of the world, including places that he right well knew were just as civilized as any Sharlayan hamlet. If the Levilleur family sees Eorzea worth cultivating, why can't we?!?

I digress, though. It's been so long since I've gone back home. Well, I say 'home', but... well, I'm a property owner here. I'm up to my bandanna in friends, and I've seen so many wondrous things. I've seen how ugly and petty people can be, and I've seen radiant examples of unyielding courage. adventuring around the world has given me perspective and broadened my horizons, it has stoked fires under my muse, and it has moved me physically, atherically, and emotionally.

To whomever finds this bottle: Don't be afraid to be the one who sticks their hand in the fire, climbs that building, sees the world. Sure, people may call you rude and reckless, but I say to you, find that vista, see the sun peak over those mountains at just the right angle! Come up with a clever way to get up on that unassuming lamp post in the middle of a town square or walk those support beams. Go fourth and meet people, see places! Weather friend or foe, THAT is the spirit of adventure, and I hope that I capture even a bit of that in my portraits.