To whom this letter has arrived,


I hope your path to this note was a kind one. I am writing you this while staring at a view that I wouldn't have imagined was even possible at the start of my journey. Though, as I look to the horizon all I can do is think back to a moment I shared with him.

To a time before the war against the Empire, even farther back when we fought the dragons and explored the frigid terrains of Ishgard. Nearer to the time when the rogues established a guild in Limsa. Back to a time where our paths were only beginning and our eyes were alight with imagination of the future. I look upon this sight now and reminisce of the horizon in the Lavender Beds with him, when we bought a small plot of land for our free company and began our adventure together just him and I. We are still together, even now under that name, flourishing.

Though I would not change the path we walked, part of me yearns fondly for that simpler time when the two of us were starting our quest as partners. I remember I could barely figure out how to walk straight, let alone heal someone properly. White mage or scholar were my only choices back then. I should have guessed I would be a bookworm. He showed me how to heal through a vicious cycle of trial and error, giving me options until I found the vocation that felt right for myself. Believe me, he probably was beat up more than I was, putting himself in harm's way in order for me to learn what I was doing. “Wrong, no, try again.” His words still ring through my mind, but it was all so new to me. Despite being new to this world, he was still an experienced adventurer and I am almost remorseful to admit, I hated it, every single minute. It felt like I was trudging through mud as I figured it out, but what I didn't hate was spending that time together with him as we explored the lands and dungeons of Eorzea .

We grew and learned from each other, a trial by fire as they say. These were some of my favorite memories, nearly forgotten before I began this letter. Now I am able to look back at them and log them forever in our history. The start of a company, of an adventure, of just a time together in our lives. I would not imagine that roughly six years later we would still be here in this amazing world that always seems brimming with new adventures, giving me many chances to make even more memories with him, along with all the other friends I have gained along the way.

When you are so focused on the direction you are heading, you sometimes forget to appreciate and savor where you are at that moment until it has long past. Treasure every instant and memory you have, because you do not know when it will fade away.

Sincerely,
One side of the Demon's Mask

(bluebird earrings if i win, please.)