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I have finished the MSQ for Dawntrail on Dany as of a couple weeks ago, and I loved it! Ara is almost halfway done. Due to their face sculpts not being updated for the new expansion, I will be buying new sculpts for Dany, Ara, and Nya when they have been completed in their DT updates. The creator for these new sculpts will probably not finish them until the middle of August or so, so there will be some time before my girls are all set. None of my other characters are affected by the loss of this particular sculpt.

In the meantime, I'll be continuing the MSQ and expac content - but there will be an enormous overhaul of all Tumblrs, Carrds, etc that pertain to Ara, Dany, and Nya :)) I am hoping to be back to normal journal-writing by the end of August!

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"Don't you know that a man being rich is like a girl being pretty? You wouldn't marry a girl just because she's pretty, but my goodness, doesn't it help?" - Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953)

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By wander_linaa

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Holding her felt like he was a boy Who dared to hold a baby bird.

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The Calm Before the Storm

It was as if my fate was something I could reach out and touch...feel. Like all those tales of uncontrolled destinies had never known what it was like to be the subject of a fairy tale.

I knew my life was going to change forever the second he stepped through the door. Over the loud hooting and hollering of my fellow squadmates, I could hear very little, but when his eyes rested on me, no words needed to be said at all.

They were the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen.

I'd had several conversations with them, all of them pleasant and professional, but those eyes always made me lose my breath.

People were blessed to be in his presence. Everyone loved him. Shoulder slaps, raised tankards, spilled ale...all of it was in the name of the captain that they called theirs.

He seemed less jovial than his subordinates; years of leading soldiers and witnessing war could do that do a man. From the stories I'd been told, he was not one to take his position lightly at all - in fact, he carried it like a burden, and I could see it in those eyes.

Grief, perhaps? Grief as Captain Dante Stormcaller of the Maelstrom longed for a life that he feared he would never have, because of the life he knew the world needed. He had never known love; stories swirled that he'd had his fair share of interest from women and men alike, but there was no one who could claim they had won his heart. For all I knew, he could have been gay.

And yet...

The intensity of his gaze rocked me. He looked at no one like he looked at me, and that did not escape me. I tried to push thoughts out of my mind and focus on the briefing, but I was keenly aware that his eyes rarely left mine.

But my situation with the squad was unique. My mind acknowledged that it was entirely possible he could have been looking at me because he feared for my safety - for without my healing abilities, the entire squad was in danger.

A lot rode on my shoulders, but it was a burden I happily carried. Nothing made me more appreciative of my gifts than other people needing them.

The briefing was short, as most briefings are. The Sahagin outpost was considered by the fleet to be a matter of urgency, as it intercepted trade routes directly into the city and contained hostages - spies estimated twenty of them. We were instructed to make our way to the docks at dawn, and we would focus on hostage rescue and eliminating the Sahagin leader.

I myself was part of the rear contingent while the captain and the other commanders would spearhead the front line. I was instructed to provide medical support as needed and to hold nothing back for the safety of the innocents. Of course, all of that did not need to be said; I did nothing in life if I wasn't focused on protecting innocent lives.

"Let's kill these fucking bastards and rescue these poor souls," one of the privates hooted, downing a mug of ale, and the rest of the squad echoed his words with cheers as Dante's eyes quietly met mine once again, and my heart thudded.

As I knew he would, the second everyone was released and back at ease, enjoying their alcohol from the headquarters we all huddled in, Dante approached me softly, looking concerned.

"You don't have to do this, you know," he said to me in a gentle tone. "You and your fairy can be further protected in a different squad."

I forced a light smile at him, and as I did, I could see the concern wiping from his eyes. "Are you trying to kick me out, Captain?" I teased softly.

At that, his eyes flooded with very clear, though brief, regret. "Never," he said firmly, and then swallowed, looking around the room. "I would just hate for you to turn into a scallywag like these tinybrain dorks."

I grinned. "You don't have to worry about me, Captain. I can take care of myself."

He looked back at me, a tiny smile erupting. "After this mission," he said quietly, "come see me." Before I could respond, he headed off to join the others, and I watched him go, my jaw practically on the ground.

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Conflict of Interest

I am unwell they are perfection :))

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when you want to level up your crafting classes but are too lazy to craft

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“  Flowers and Plants   ”

Photo by Ishikoro. Japan.

Love & Peace!

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The installation’s richly individual broken pattern, highlighted by the local stone’s variation in color, celebrates the fact that no two stones are the same.

Designing with Tile, Stone & Brick, 1995

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I think I cracked the code

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Vienna State Hall National Library

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by coldoctober

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Bright Little Scholar

NYASSHA ELLE VREN

Breaking the fast, the light dawns nigh The children sing greetings, the sun shines high It seems like a rose, this day that has come And know that it withers like one when it's done.

New day, new start Fresh eyes, young heart The youngest of those to take to the field Are the bravest of those to take up a shield.

Fight the fight, wrong or right In the end, dark is the night It seems like a tree, this night that has come Tall and imposing, scary to some.

But even trees have branches that can be bent Bent to be broken, bent to be spent Take heart and take flight, children of all No matter your height, the tall and the small.

For this fight that we fight is far more for you Than for the old men who've seen the world new This world belongs to the hearts of the young This world belongs to the songs that you've sung.

~ Excerpt from "To the Children of Eorzea" by Aeron Fang