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“Goodbye, Peter.”

and non gender obviously

ffxivwrite2025 day 15

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in another world, he was an actor. he doesn’t know this. but, when he was little and the dreams of meteors still had the power to wake him in the dark, shaking with adrenaline, he would imagine that he did know that, that someone wise and old had told him so.

he’d asked varis leave to attend lessons, once. varis had look fit to combust on the spot. solus’ lips had twitched, and varis had nearly snapped a tooth from grinding his teeth together. zenos had understood then that the risk in pursuing such a thing was far greater than any possible reward, so he hadn’t done anything about it.

this? the eikonslayer?

this is worth it.

he can See every swirling petal that cavorts through the air. he can smell every bitter tang of blood rolling down his enemy’s skin. he can feel his friend’s blinding, furious light, and he understands suddenly, what he forsook on that long-distant day.

an act is a transformation.