❝ she would have swallowed the sun to make you warm enough. she was nothing but love. she was nothing but (love). ❞ ▐ a renegade dalmascan conscript hiding within unknown lands. she searches for herself and a future of her own choosing, ever hopeful, yet carrying a heavy burden: herself. ▐ ffxiv rp / insp blog for laurla aan caer on balmung. follows from @empyreal-minuet.
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🍞 🍞 🍞
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The distance between them is far less than it ought to be, yet neither makes a move to amend this. Their knees bump, and they keep their voices low and quiet, hidden from the world beyond their makeshift camp.
She talks to him as if he were an old friend, laughter and levity mixed between every other sentence. At times, every other word. He listens to her tales of this world and another, watching the emotions shift and flicker across her face, ever changing.
There is a warmth that radiates from her in spite of her own sorrow, in defiance of everything she has suffered and overcome. And however much he may will it otherwise, he can feel the frozen shards lodged inside his chest begin to thaw.
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The Halloween costumes make cutscenes hilarious.
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continue to seek that worth, worth, worth
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indulgence The Crystal Exarch deserves to indulge a little bit.
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if you don’t use contagion i’ll roast you for dinner
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