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📷- A memory that comes with a picture they have

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(No this is not the picture in question. Just the only one I have of the person she is speaking of. XD)

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Destiney was going through her belongings at her mother’s house. It was something she had long avoided. Her old room still brought memories of long ago. Fingers brushed over a scrap of paper in the chest at the foot of her bed.

“What is this?” The question was only to herself as no one was around with her. It was a simple sketch but detailed enough to know it was something her mother had done. How it had ended up in her belongings though she was unsure. Fingers traced over the drawing on the paper. A warm smile on her face as she gazed down at the two kids in the picture. Bows in hand and aiming for something in the distance that was not seen in the image.

“I remember this now. It’s been so long. I wonder where he ended up.” Destiney mused to herself as she held her finger over the drawing of the boy with her own child self in the image. They had been an odd pairing but they had been such good friends. However when she had been sent to Ishgard she had lost contact with him. “I hope you are doing well, Atix.”

(Thanks! @catina-kitska – tagging @ghostly0rigins for mentions of Atix. ❤ )

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🔪- A memory about a dangerous situation – for Destiney!

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(I really really shouldn’t make an attempt on this right now. But I decided to go with a further past memory that doesn’t hurt so much for her. Only to realize when I took the pictures I had the wrong bow equipped. XD Oops.)

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Destiney sat up in bed, hand to her forehead. Just a dream. Or nightmare honestly. Though the nightmare held less sway over her then it once did. The sharpness of the memory had grown dull with time and those who cared making her stronger.

Her hand touched the spot on her chest that had nearly been her death. She had been so foolish back then. Allowing the pain and sorrow to consume her heart. Seeking the embrace of death at the hands of enemies.

Bare feet touched the cold floor as she climbed out of bed. Her steps carried her over towards the table on the other side of the room. Hands closed around the glittering green stone. Fingers tracing over the symbol engraved upon it. A faint smile turning up her lips.

So much pain that day. Both physical and mental. The scars left behind were healing. Slowly but healing.

(I know it doesn’t exactly touch into the actual event itself an I’m sorry. I kind of already wrote the situation she is remembering back when I was doing backstory for her. So the actual situation is here in story. An I don’t want to touch upon any of the more recent situations right now but this has been sitting here long enough.)

(Thanks! @neoma-eltanin )

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🌅- A memory associated with a certain location – Dest

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Destiney always enjoyed various locations. Seeing what beauty was out there in the world. Gazing up at a star filled night sky. Yet when she thought of locations there was always one she picked over all others.

The house that belonged to The Order of the Sword and Rose.

She had made so memories there so far. Both good and bad. Though thankfully the good far out weighed the bad. Especially since there were bonds made there that she would never give up for anything else.

Destiney paused near the bar upstairs in the house. A slight smile on her face though the memory was both bad and good right now for her. Feet carrying her closer to the stools. Fingers trailing over the counter near the spot she first met Nate. At first she had only been trying to be polite. Trying to entertain a guest to the house that had been Nate. Yet what had blossomed in the wake of that meeting… The memories of each visit after engraved forever on her heart.

Yet right now his memory was gone or locked away. So she would remember for him. Even if it hurt. Because meeting him had been the best thing to happen to her in such a very long time. The memories of every night since that meeting here at the bar in the house… Of the beautiful friendship that had been born from that simple night of being nice to someone passing by.

(Thanks! @ethereal-anomaly)

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👘- A memory associated with an article of clothing they have

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Fingers gently ran over the hair piece. A gift from Nate at Starlight. It had been the best item she had received all night. Not that she hadn’t loved the others gifts. This one merely had more meaning.

That bit of white ribbon woven between the purple flowers. Hands reached up to touch where that ribbon had once had a home upon her head. It seemed like forever ago. The ribbon had been removed the first time she had cut her hair. Right after Leon had passed away. She had given up on the girl she had used to be and began trying to find out who she was to become. That ribbon was a part of the past. However she had kept it as a reminder.

Yet when she had given it to Nate as a good luck charm in his spar against Raiden… It had been damaged. No longer wearable. She had played it off as not important. Just a reminder of the girl she once was. Nate however had found a way to make it into something new. Something touching. It meant so much more to her to see it changed from something old into something new. A new beginning for something from the past. Just as she had once chosen a new beginning for herself.

(Thanks! @kindlingdusk )

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🌠- A time they wished upon a falling star – Lance

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It seemed so foolish. Something he had not done since he was a child. Surely only children believed that wishing upon stars would lead to anything. Yet…

Here he was for once staring up at the stars above. Eyes looking for a single falling star. What harm was there in making a wish? Even if it never ended up leading to anything. But the sky was so perfectly clear out in the Sea of Clouds. The sky was dotted with thousands of glittering lights in the darkness.

There! One single shooting star streaked across sky above.

“I wish…” Lance’s words were quiet and soft as he closed his eyes. “To be strong enough to protect what remains important to me in my life…”

(Thanks! @ethereal-anomaly )

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📷 a memory that comes with a picture they have. (any character)

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Lance paused in the study. No one was around today so the room sat empty and hollow. Slow steps drew him closer to the wall where the painting hung. Sky blue eyes looking up at the seemingly happy scene.

A family together. Smiling and happy. Three young children and their proud parents. His brother and youngest sibling still a baby in their mother’s arms. His little sister with a bright and happy smile. His own smile in that picture spoke of a time before he knew hardships and pain.
A time before he had become the black sheep. Before he had been old enough to ruin that happy image.

“What a farce…” Lance mumbled with a sigh as he turned away from that picture. That seemingly happy family couldn’t have ever been as true as that picture tried to claim. His choice of Haillenarte over Dzamael shouldn’t have been enough to ruin that happy image.

Yet a part of him missed those simpler days. Missed the simple joys and carefree life he led back then. Eyes left that painting as he turned to leave the library. Pausing at the door for one last glance back towards that picture. He had left that life behind ages ago now. There was no going back. Time could not erase the gap that had grown between him and his family.

(Thanks! @wowiedima )

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⚔️- A memory about war

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All his life war existed between man and dragon.

War was never easy. Yet it was something he had grown up with. He was one of the many who had only known the suffering of the Dragonsong War. Never knowing peace.

He still remembered vividly the day the Steel Vigil fell. One of the many casualties of this long drawn out war. He had still been a relatively fresh face under the command of Chlodebaimt de Haillenarte.

The fall of the Vigil left its scars on him. The memories of teeth and claws and dragon’s fire. Leaving behind the young lord from House Haillenarte as the man made a noble sacrifice to save lives. Losing many who he had begun to get to know. It would ever remain on his thoughts. To him forgetting meant dishonoring the sacrifice Lord Chlodebaimt had made.

Still he found himself returning to the ruins from time to time. Praying to Halone for the spirits of those who passed and the families they had left behind. Looking for signs of Svara or Naul. Reminding himself of the things he fought for.

(Thanks! @aracelicaillen)

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